Grab a mug of your favorite beverage and settle in this post is going to be a long one simply because I’ve been putting off writing y’all until I had some definite good news and little did I know that during which time the 2014 frozen zombie apocalypse would hit Atlanta.
Let me go back to yesterday and before, even. I’m not sure I mentioned this in earlier posts but BAB took another job and started his first day a week ago. No one blinked, had a party or went to lunch. It was like, “Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” Plus, we’d all gotten out early for liberal leave that day because it was the Friday before a holiday.
Even though we no longer have an “official” manager of our department that only means that Noel is taken over with vigor as the interim deputy director (I’m throwing up in my mouth a little as I type this) and has become an even bigger [insert male part and “throb”] than before.
Early in December I had gotten work to pay for me to take a real estate class online. Although, they say it’s a 75 hour course that only means it takes 75 hours to get through all the modules and doesn’t include absorption of the material (which, could take twice that and more). Monday, Noel called a meeting for everyone.
We’re all like, “WTF? Why? You’re not the boss.”
As we sat around the table looking at him he passed around memos of work duties he had assigned everyone. We all had looks on our faces like, “WTF?”
I was newly assigned to be supply manager (meaning it was now my job to order paper for everyone) and given hard deadlines for my real estate stuff. (Please explain to me how you can give a deadline to resolve a property line issue that will probably have to go through a title search company and eventually court – that’s how much of an idiot he is).
“What about my real estate class?”
“Your work duties take precedence over this real estate class you’re taking.”
I just shrugged it off and kept my mouth shut remembering the last time I opened it. After the meeting we all went back to our desks and I wondered out loud to my [former] immediate why it was that we all had work duties on that list but there were none assigned to him, which, has been the question all along – “WTF does HE do?”
Yesterday, we all came in to work because the snow wasn’t supposed to hit until the afternoon.
“If any of you can’t come in because of snow tomorrow then you need to text me and use it as a vacation day. If there’s snow on the ground I need you to take a picture of it and send it to me as well.”, Noel said.
[I’m flipping him off under my desk]
I texted my immediate. “Oh, I’ll send him a picture – of my @ss!”
“What about doing my real estate class – that’s work and I can take my laptop home.”
“Nope, you have to use a vacation day.”
[Me flipping him off again under my desk]
It started to snow around 10:30. At 11:00 we got an email from the executive’s office staying it was a state of emergency, to go home and make arrangements with our managers to telecommute. We all started to close up and Noel said, “Wait, that was only for Federal Employees we have to wait for them to reply for state employees.”
I’m like “WTF, the conditions aren’t going to change for STATE EMPLOYEES.”
[Ever since the furlough I’ve been so sick of this state/federal b.s. I could die. We’re the ones that got furloughed while the feds just sat back and got a three week vacation and still got paid]
Finally, we got the same email that said “this includes state employees.”- at 1:00 in the afternoon. I was out the door. By then the roads were horrible. I was sliding all over the place and mistakenly got onto I-285 which initially was moving slowly and then eventually came to a halt one mile before the I-20 exit I needed. After sitting there for 30 minutes I decided to get over into the next lane to the right which was moving and forgo trying to merge onto I-20. As I passed the exit there was two cars off the road and police there. Everyone trying to merge onto the exit were parked and not moving. I decided to get off at the next exit Martin King Jr. Drive that led me through a very bad part of town. As I passed boarded up apartments and houses I wondered if I should have taken my chances with the highway. I looked at my map and realized that I was way west of the city. Suddenly, traffic in front of me stopped and we sat there for another twenty minutes and I could see a car up ahead crashed into a telephone pole and flashing lights. I wondered if police were trying to deal with that crash before we could move. Eventually, we did move and as we wound through cars partially on and off the road I saw two more crashes. I saw one guy slumped over the wheel of his crashed van on the horn with it blaring and another car with the front all smashed in. Mind you, I would have stopped and helped but I was so afraid that I would get shot or mugged that I just kept going thinking, “I have to get out of here. I cannot be stranded in this part of town.” I suddenly had déjà vu:
I eventually got back to an I-20 on ramp and from what I could see it was moving slowly. I’d rather take my chances on the highway than be stranded in that very bad part of town. Fortunately, I was able to make it to my exit off 20 and get home – two hours later but some of my co-workers weren’t so fortunate. A guy I work with who travels the same route as I got stranded on 285 by the airport not getting home until 8 that night. My immediate got stranded after picking up both her kids from school and took shelter back at the office and later her husband was able to get there to pick them up around 10. The older semi-retired co-worker who had an annual doctor’s appointment at the Veteran’s Hospital is still there today and says he’s not leaving until the snow melts. There are other’s no one has heard from. Watching the news there are highways clogged with parked cars that people eventually had to abandon. All the hotels along the highway are booked up from people seeking shelter. Schools still have kids there who have been there all night and who cannot get home. The Army National Guard is out looking in cars making sure people are ok.
All I can think is all this could have been avoided if we would have all stayed home from work that day. Is four measly hours of work worth all this? And, I did text Noel this morning of a snow covered pasture with trees and said I would not be back until the snow was gone. Like he really didn’t know I wasn’t going to be at work today with this state of emergency? But, if I hadn’t texted him I know I would have heard about it.
But, I don’t care at this point because Friday I’m supposed to get an offer letter and if so I’m putting in my notice on Monday.