new year chex mix

I hope everyone had a great Christmas!  Charlie and I had a low-key one with us putting a turkey in the smoker and heading out to our traditional mid-day cocktail at our favorite gay bar. (Leave it to the gay bars to be open on Christmas day because everyone knows us queers need a place to go and be Mary).

We weathered Christmas Eve at Martha and Dino’s for dinner – if you can believe it. This is the first we’ve really hung out with them since the whole nudity incident. Everyone – including Mike seemed to behave themselves. Charlie and I managed to get out of there before Mike (who had split a THC gummy bear with her housemate) and Dino got too wasted. Maybe that’s the key although if she ever lays a hand on Charlie again I’m going to break it for her.

Friday we went over to friends of ours for another Christmas party – this is a friend that I worked with at two previous companies many years ago – one being for a grouchy landscape architect who smoked in the office, laid me off right before Christmas one year and had a problem with my being gay. I told her that for several years after that I always had the raunchiest man on man magazines sent to his office. (I bet he looked at them, too). She cracked up. The other company we worked we had a gay boss that was turning 40 one year and we went to party city and rented a helium tank and filled his office full of balloons and sucked helium and left corny messages on his voice mail.

This week the kids are coming to celebrate New Year’s Eve with us. Friday we’re planning on roasting a pork butt and having the neighbors down the street up. Saturday we’re doing a crab and shrimp boil and NYE we’re going to hear live music in East Atlanta.

After this weekend I’m ready for 2018. I have no complaints of 2017 whatsoever. It was a pretty good year for us except for my step mother passing away. I’ve missed her dearly this holiday – more than I thought I would. My father continues to be an impossible @sshole. My sister continues to take him food every week which he doesn’t eat. He’s regressed into an 8 year-old child who eats cookies and crackers all the time. I ask my sister why she bothers but have realized that the two of them deserve each other – he’s an abuser and she’s an enabler.

Classes start up the second week in January for cyber security and I’m also taking guitar lessons at this church next to my office (I could literally throw a stone and hit the side of it from the front of my office). So, 2018 is going to be very busy which isn’t a bad thing.

Happy New Year if I don’t talk to y’all and, what’s going on in 2018 for you?

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friday chex mix

a better luncheon 

Yesterday, one of my co-workers Big-D and I are forgoing the Christmas luncheon with the consulting company and going out for lunch on our own. Charlie’s came over to the office to meet me and we met Big-D at the restaurant.

I got a message from the Indian Defector wondering if I was going and I said, No- I’m not friends with them like some. 

This was a dig on Snarky @sshole and the head of the KKK who sit around and complain about them at meetings but yet won’t pass up an opportunity for free food.

So, Big-D, Charlie and myself went out to Houston’s near Buckhead for a fabulous lunch. We happened to sit in the same both that Big-D and his wife got engaged. In fact, he was on the phone with her when we arrived telling her just that. His wife is the head of admissions at the college that I’m enrolled for cyber security. She helped me through the enrollment process – in fact, it went really smooth because of her.

NYE 

After lunch we went back to the office to do a little work before calling it quits. I was already in a festive mood and decided to forgo the gym and go home and hang with Charlie on the porch. She made me a killer margarita and we sat out until we couldn’t stand the cold anymore and went in. During our time on the porch the youngest and his girlfriend called to say they got their cards and that they’re  coming up for New Years Eve. So, we have both sets of kids coming so it should be a party. They’re all going to The Earl with us to see that show.

bro

We had Charlie’s bro here last weekend and it was a party every night. We took him to all kinds of places – Ponce City Market to Biltong Bar for drinks and he bought a ton of bitters from 18.21 bitters.

In Decatur we hit Leons for drinks and played ping pong at The Victory bar and got drinks from their Tiki bar in the back. (I won’t mention the sushi place we went to because it was a huge disappointment). By the time he left we were whipped and needed some recuperation.

this weekend

Tonight, we’re probably going out to dinner with our neighbors to celebrate a birthday and this weekend more of recuperation. At some point we’re hoping to take the dogs to the park and hit Blakes for a queer Christmas drink on the patio if it’s warm enough.

Hope y’all have a great weekend! Cheers!

bah humbug luncheon

We had our company Christmas luncheon the other day and it was somewhat like this:

“F-you, pass the potatoes THAT I BROUGHT”

“and, F-you, I see you’re eating MY GREENBEANS”

“Who The-F forgot the cheesecake? DAMN!”

We were supposed to have a meeting before the luncheon that we all had to pitch in and bring food for. I say this because it is pathetic that we have to pitch in for the Christmas luncheon that NOBODY wanted to attend. And, the fact that our boss scheduled a meeting right before it made the luncheon kind of mandatory. Only one person on my team managed to escape and that was because she had to (supposedly) take her father to the heart doctor. I think next year I will have some thing that I need to be off that day for – like a lobotomy.

I know I’ve expressed this many times on this blog but my “team” is divided into many little segments with a boss that alienates all of us. The meeting we were supposed to have ended up being a discussion on some function that only 1/2 of us do and a change in leadership – which, we had to see a photo of the lead VP manager that none of us will probably see in the time we all manage to stay engineers in our positions as they are always screaming about changes in the organization and that our positions may be extinct by 2020. I pray think, 2020 I’ll either be in another position or running my own show which looks better and better everyday.

So, our bosses boss who is just as clueless as our boss was there only because there was food. I came in with the two co-workers who I’ve decided to work with in another office close to my house – Big D and Chris. This was a self appointed move for me as I figured if my boss had a problem with my moving to another location he would have said something by now and that there are two other team members who I get along with over there that I could work with. Not to mention that when I did work over there my boss didn’t even know I existed, anyway.

We were somewhat late because Big-D had to go pick up the mashed potatoes and green beans he said he’d bring. As we’re riding over Sherry of Sherry and Larry are calling to see where we were. When we did arrive our boss was still trying to figure out how to plug in and run the projector from his laptop – as if he didn’t do this every month for our meetings.

On one end was the outside the perimeter crew – the rednecks with one ex-friend Indian woman (Shampa) who has defected to the side of the rednecks. The reason she’s ex-friend is that I don’t trust her not to repeat everything I tell her to Snarky @sshole and the rest of the OTP rednecks and I don’t want them to know anything about anything that I do anymore – for good reason because the crew of rednecks is ran by a snarky @sshole with the maturity level of an 18 year old that happens to be our bosses best friend as well as his appointed resource leader – even though we all are in the same position level and nowhere on paper does it say he’s our manager or boss. I completely ignore Snarky @sshole  most times unless I need a job approved. (If you’ll remember, Snarky @sshole went behind my back last year before my review and complained to the boss about my design skills and was -I think -the reason why I got a mediocre review last year).

In the vicinity of the OTP rednecks is The Wonder Twins who if they had to sit further than 10 feet from each other they would perish. Larry has since become one of Snarky @sshole’s besties because he went over to his house one weekend and helped him cut down a tree with the rest of the beer-drinking OTP rednecks and our boss. (no, there’s no preferential treatment in my group, whatsoever).

On the opposite end of the room is the airport office crew (remember I worked down there with them for awhile when I was going through office growing pains) that are all African American save for one engineer that’s like Big D – we’ll call him Stuart.

In the middle of the table was another @sshole we’ll call him Mort. I was once on a phone call with him going over a drawing I did. Mort’s job is to review all the drawings that are designed by our contractor. Sometimes we design our own drawings – a task that I’ve taken on this year because I figure if something’s going to get F’ed up in my center I’d rather do it than pay a contractor to do it. So, I was asking Mort about a job and I always start out by being polite and asking how his day has been or saying good morning when he just went off on me and told me to ask my F-ing questions and then onto a tirade of my having the least amount of experience on our team – that even Sherry had more experience than I and then ripped on all the airport crew calling them a bunch of [N-word]. Then, landblasted my design worse than Simon Cowell’s review on “Bush Baby” audition of N’Sync’s “Tearin’ Up My Heart”. 

So, I don’t talk to the head of the KKK Mort AT ALL anymore. In fact, Mort can eat shit and die for all I care. Mort can jump off the same cliff as Snarky @sshole.

I sat down with the airport crew (as I have since that phone call) and looked pointedly at Mort in the middle. Our meeting lasted about 15 minutes, we got up and got our food and sat back down again – all of us eating as fast as possible. I spoke to the airport crew back and forth and then later went down and complimented Indian-defector on the samosa’s she brought. Asked neutral-but-doesn’t-know-anything Patricia (who I used to share an office with) about two of the F-ed up jobs of hers that I had to handle while she was out of town for Thanksgiving and the outcome of those. Then, I was ready to leave – I wasn’t the only one because our boss had already eaten and left the room.

This post gave me an opportunity to read some posts from last year about work. I remember I was in a weird place back then. I’d been on the job less than 8 months – 6 of them in training. I wasn’t managing any projects, I was only designing activation jobs – which, I was told I did poorly at my year-end review because of Snarky. I was in-between offices since we had moved from the original office and everyone had scattered. Now, I’m running an entire wirecenter by myself, designing jobs, doing field work and working out of an office of my choice (since everyone else got to choose theirs).  I also got my PMP certification. I’m enrolled in a Cyber Security program so hopefully next year will look even better. If I’m still here –

-I’m skipping that F-ing Christmas luncheon.

 

friday chex mix

Thanksgiving wrap

We managed to make it safely to and from Florida to see Charlie’s side of the family this past TG. Wednesday before we spent with the youngest and his girlfriend. We had dinner at yet another fabulous Mexican restaurant in Gainesville, FL – Boco Fiesta before heading to south Florida to spend the next few days with her folks. Saturday we went to middle Florida to spend with the oldest son and wife. We went out on their boat (highlight of the trip in my opinion) and hung out around a bonfire that night after grilling steaks. We took Sadie with us on this trip and she did remarkably well traveling as always. I don’t know why this is so surprising -the dog travels well. This is her on the boat. Only the second time she’d been on a boat but after a while she wanted to drive, as you can see.

Charlie’s  birthday week

We went out to celebrate Charlie’s birthday to yet another wonderful Mexican place Mezcalito’s with Link and Stiletto. Probably had way too many margaritas but it was her birthday.  This is the first we’ve seen L&S since the holiday so it was good to catch up and we were happy they could come out and celebrate with us.

The rest of the week has kind of been a blur. We’re having all our neighbor friends over tonight for Indian food and this weekend I’m sure we’ll hit the GA/Auburn game somewhere and Sunday we’re going up to friends in Gainesville, GA for a housewarming party. December is here already and I’m sure next thing we know it will be –

New Years Eve

We decided to do something different this year and bought tickets to see a show at The Earl in east Atlanta (and, thanks for the great post on Mattiel, Carrie). We’re going to take a Lyft down there, eat dinner and check out the show. If we feel like it later we may stop by Mary’s to dance and avoid the woman-hater bartender.

Have a great weekend, everyone! Cheers!