Oh God the Irony...

I don't even know where to start...

My first sign should have been that yesterday's definition on my Corporate Bullshit Definitions calendar was "Close the Door"... a phrase commonly preceding a reaming or firing.

Foreshadowing at it's finest.

You know that all staff meeting I mentioned at the beginning of my last blog? Well I didn't go to it because just after I sent in my blog I was called upstairs to the conference room. I walked into a room with my GM, the head of HR and our benefits manager.
"Please close the door"
This is what they gave me when I sat down.

"Dear Kitty
Unfortunately, a reduction in force is necessary and therefore, your position as Receptionist/Production Assistant and Counter Sales will end today, January 27, 2009.
OS appreciates your efforts and hard work since January 21, 2008."

It goes on to tell me about all the lovely things I need to take care of now that I'm gainfully unemployed. I, of course, am crying my eyes out as they are talking and all I can read in the letter is:


They went over everything with me and then escorted me downstairs and stood and watched me as I packed up all my possessions into boxes. No one was around because they were all in the all staff... how convenient. I packed up everything, left a note for giggles and got in my car. Not, of course, before they took all my credentials and parking pass away... I had my dad on the phone before I even left the parking lot.

Total blindside. Thanks OS, Thanks a lot.



Here are the last words I have to say:
Giggles- I can't imagine finding a better friend out of such a shitty job. I don't know what I'm going to do not seeing you every day.
Sir Cranky- You might have been cranky, but I loved working with you anyway, you were a great friend right from the start.
Cowbell- I will miss going to games with you. It's never the same when you aren't there yelling your head off :)
King of Pop- Thanks for never being offended by my remarks to you or around you... It was always out of love... for real real, not for play play.
Z- We didn't work together all that long, but I will miss you dearly
Handy Man- You are so sweet and helpful in everything you do. I will miss your cheerful smile.
Bulldog- I'm sorry I always screwed up the fucking tax shit. I'm not stupid, I swear!
Shortie- If you knew, I would have loved a heads up. In any case, I loved working with you and the Halloween party was a lot of fun!
Como Estas- Thanks for being the cheerful accountant when we needed help, I'll miss you.
Wind Pants- Enjoy your own fall out, I hope you crash and burn
and finally
Production boys- I will miss you all, both on staff and the overhires. I can't beleive this is it. Let me know if you need help for MHMF in the summer, I'll be there.

So that's my goodbye letter basically. If you work at OS and read this and don't know what your nickname is.... umm.... you probably shouldn't ask.

This is Kitty, signing off until next time... which will probably be soon... becuase I have nothing else to do....

Baking Rewind

For my Christmas treat for work I decided to make these awesome treats I saw on one of my favorite blogs, Bakerella. (basic recipie)(advanced) I, of course, skipped the whole basic thing and went strait to the advanced shit... yeah, that's how I roll!

Here's how they turned out...

Shortie said that they were "heaven on a stick"
King of Pop refused to tell me how good they were because he was addicted to them
Giggle's husband said he wants to marry me because I let her take some home for him
Sir Cranky really liked them!
And even Wind Pants liked them!
Some people thought they were professionally done!



Here are the pictures of the final results! A lot of work, but totally worth it!

I stuck them in a piece of Styrofoam covered in foil... not very classy, but functional

It even looked kinda pretty

I love this shot. I covered them in chocolate bark and let them chill overnight. Then I drizzled the white chocolate bark on top and immediately shook either red or green sprinkles in it. It gave it a bit of color without being over the top.

If you want to hire me to make some I do weddings, birthdays and bar mitzvahs!

HELLO!... LO...Lo...Lo...lo...lo........

Yes!! I am here!! I know it's been a while since I blogged but with the holidays and new years... give a girl a break! Let's break it down and get dirty!

Work update:
My direct boss quit, like 3 months ago. However, they threw some money (i assume) at him and he agreed to stay through the holidays until an indefinite time. Yesterday he came in and said that it was his last day... well, in his defense, the holidays ARE over... They named Sir Cranky as the new Production manager leaving Giggles to fend for herself in the Rental department... wow. I'm sure firing me is next in line. I hope to make it to my one year mark there which will occur in just less than 3 week's time. For those of you who know me, I'm a bit of a job jumper. I've had more jobs than I can remember but you know, I'm always trying to do better!! (Look where that's put me now...)

Friends:
Well, I still have some so that's a start. McMean and I have been been keeping up on things as uaual and I got to talk to one of my dear dear ship friends, Wendy last night for over an hour... that made my day. I went over to Steph's last night to hang out since my SHITTY ROOMMATES had ANOTHER kegger. Thanks for letting me know at 10am boys... way to plan ahead. What ass holes. I've been here 6 months, 3 more to go. If I could break my lease you can bet your sweet ass I would be outta here so fast it would make their druggy brains spin... what's left of them. I walked in this morning at 10:30ish and there was apparently a drunk people obstacle course set up. Couch pillows, shoes, clothing, cups, bags, plates, a table(?!?!) stewn around the room such that it would be fun to watch drunk people try to get to a seat. Not so fun when I come in the front door sober. Oh and a note to the 4 people passed out in the living room... I am SO not sorry I woke your drunk asses up as I came in... Who's house?? Kitty's house!

wow... that section wasn't really all about friends was it...? Oh well!

New Year's:
So I know that this is the one you guys want to hear about... Well went down to Susan and Keith's to pregame. It was a lot of fun and Jasmine was there so it was nice to see her again too. Another one of Susan's friends came with her boyfriend who, swear to god, looks just like Montel Williams. After drinking pretty much everything in their house we jumped on the light rail and headed down town. Ben and I went to meet up with Sarah and her brother at Scruffy Murphy's and rang in the new year there. Might I say, I am fully convinced now that Dick Clark will never die... why you may ask. Not becuase he hasn't died yet, and not becuase it looks like he hasn't aged since the stone age, NO... did anyone else notice that Dick Clark TOTALLY looked like a vampire on TV this year??? Fangs and all! I even tried to photograph the tv and it didn't come out!! Total Vampire move there Dick Clark...
After that we went over to regroup with Susan et all. After waiting in the potty line for about 20 minutes (which included watching Susan almost get into a fight with some hos who were also in line) we continued to drink our fair share of alchohol. Last call comes and we decide to hit up Lure for a last minute drink since Ben knows all the bartenders there. This is where the night gets a liiiiiitttttle fuzzy. That last drink knocked us both on our asses. I remember peeing in the small tree grove on SPEER(!!!) and that's the last thing I remember. At some point we got a cab got home and went to bed. Odd thing though... obviously I took my dress off... but in the morning it was still zippered, the bow around it was still tied, and it was right side out... how did I get it off?? No clue. Ahhh, the mysteries of the world.

Rose Bowl:
Don't even get me fucking started.

I hope everyone had a great new year's, I know I did. I didn't fall, puke, or die. All in all... that's a good score by me.

Until next time everyone... here's a video of a deaf retarded cat...




Yes, she really is deaf and really is retarded... she belongs to my parents and her name is Tink. My dad named her, don't you judge me!