i quit

ok. i'm clearly not going to work. i guess i quit? i haven't quit like this in a long time. years.

when was the last time i quit in this particular way - the old"no call no show"? i seriously cannot even remember, but i bet it was the last time i had to work somewhere that i either had to a) wear a uniform or some other type of clothing than i normally would feel comfortable wearing, or b) was forced to interact with the public in a humiliating way. wait! all of my jobs have been one or the other or even both! jesus.

well, poor theda. she's such a nice person. except that every time i go out into the cold cold wet SF night she makes a pile of money for sitting in front of the fire with her stupid boyfriend. fuck that shit. my feet hurt and i am not going to get on the 14 with my vacuum and backpack full of cleaning supplies, and i won't go to the place even around the corner.

those people do not deserve a clean office. they are pigs.

HOW TO TREAT THE HELP

here are some pointers if you want your cleaning lady to retain at least a small amount of dignity:

- if you're playing basketball with the trashcan all day and your aim is bad, get up and pick all that shit up at the end of the day. there are 50 desks in that office alone , can you imagine your mom or grandma stooping under desks all goddamn night just because you were too lazy to wheel your little wheelie chair a couple of feet over and PLACE your post-it's in the bin?

- if your office kitchen garbage can starts to overflow, start a new bag instead of cramming more and more into the overfull bin so that slimy rotting food falls onto the floor and must be picked up...try having someone come in twice a week maybe if it's an ish.

- don't call the supervisor/owner of the company/etc and complain that the cleaning person missed a spot. how fucking rude. get over it.

- DO leave: sarasa gel pens, frozen reeses pb cups, bagels and cream cheese, and other assorted treats free for the taking.

- it's ok to talk to us. i don't have TB. i'm not going to shank you.

- leave your dogs at home. i mean, are you serious? how Co- can you be?

- bonuses at Christmas. It was all I got this year (from anyone). $20 from Pivotal labs, and they spelled my name correctly on the card. it warmed my heart, for reals.

i guess i will tell her after all. it feels so mean not to. bleueghcf. hate. it.