So work turned out to suck this morning. A colleague, for whatever reason, took it upon herself to go down to accounting and hip them to the fact that I was late Saturday morning. In turn, one of people in accounting called one of my supervisors. Now it's not a huge deal, but I take issue with miserable people instigating problems that don't even exist. My supervisor KNEW I wasn't trying to lie on my time sheet and we both had a chuckle over the whole petty incident, but the fact of the matter is... I really take issue with liars and petty people who have nothing better to do than to create asinine claims that aren't true. I also found it interesting that she didn't speak to EITHER of my three supervisors... Instead she went down to accounting and probably said, "oh, you may want to check Tiffani's hours because she was late Saturday." I'm almost certain this is how it went down, since she would never know what my time sheet would look like, otherwise. First off, I called the bitch and TOLD her I'd be an hour late because I was feeling sick and secondly, when I finally came in, she tried to pretend that I didn't just speak to her an hour prior to my showing up. She feigned as if she didn't know. She comes up to me and she says, "Um, what happened?" and I told her, "Why are you standing here asking me this question when I JUST SPOKE to you an hour ago??" I don't know what GAME she was trying to play, but she picked the wrong person to play against, for I can prove to be a crafty opponent. Lastly, she works in an entirely different department than I do as a cataloguer, so my tardiness and what I put on my damn time sheet is none of her concern! I only called her on Saturday, out of consideration, not because I HAD to. Only a handful of the staff are on hand during the weekend, so she was my only other option. My tardy record is virtually impeccable. I can COUNT on my hand how many times I've been late. I usually have a valid excuse or I call in if I KNOW I'll be late. My supervisors KNOW this. This woman is a miserable wretch who's skating on thin ice as it is. No one likes her, they are practically BEGGING her to look for employment elsewhere. She had an interview at Yale University... Needless to say, her colleagues are hoping desperately for her to get the job. tee hee. The bitch- (and I hope she reads blogs and just happens to stumble upon mine so she can know what a goddamn loser she is)- is sneaky and she is a notorious liar and backstabber. She will smile and chat you up and then go talk shit about you or try to get you in trouble. This is the second time she has tried to lie on me, but this situation in particular really annoys the hell out of me, because it makes me seem as if I'm trying to shake down the museum for an extra hour, and it's slanderous. My supervisors took it in stride and blew it off, but it still annoys me, nevertheless. Misery definitely loves company, she's definitive of that notion. I feel a sudden urge to avenge my good name (insert evil laugh here). Some people say that revenge will get one nowhere... Well I say in healthy doses, it can get you SOMEWHERE... so I WILL find a way to stick it to this bitch. Otherwise... the rest of the day has been fairly quiet. I got a ride to work from (?). 'Twas interesting to say the least. Saturday, I also got an Instant Message from this worthless asshole I dated BRIEFLY who said he missed our "red wine nights" um... Newsflash... I don't. And I sure as hell don't miss him. Then he proceeds to say, "Well, I told you I can be annoying." And I told HIM, "Well, if you know you're annoying, why don't you do yourself and others a favor and DON'T be. No one likes a negative jerk... it's a turnoff." Then he says, "Well, I try not to be." Whatever dude. There is no way in Hades I'd have his ass back in my space again. It'd be a waste of... well... space. Words cannot describe how annoying this prick was. He had to be the most annoying person I've ever had the displeasure of meeting... and he sucked in bed, and what's worse... he didn't like to reciprocate oral sex!... (gasp gasp). He also whined incessantly, put icecubes in his glass of red wine, was uncultured, closeminded, had no desire to travel, thought he knew everything was an ignoramus and bigot- (he said that Polish people were stingy and had bad entreprenurial skills)- in addition other stupid comments of the like. 'nuff said. Um, I am a minority... why would you TRASH a minority group to another minority?? If he was the last guy on the planet, I'd have to go lesbo, and I'd do it with ANY regrets. Anyway, like I said, notwithstanding the one little annoyance from this morning, it's been pretty quiet.