So, I got some restrictions to go back to work. A sitting restrictions. All I can do is sit a desk, get up as little as possible, and not carry anything heavier than a pen. This was last week. My team and I talked about all the crap I could do, and it turned out to be qutie a lot of crap. But, management had different ideas. I had already been out of work for 8 weeks. I had six weeks of restrictions. Thats 14 weeks. Apparently, my employer has a 12 week position protection (position, not employment), where as if I can’t return to my regular position withing 12 weeks, they can replace me, and when I can return to full duty, I may find myself with a totally different position within the scope of my job. Total fucking bullshit. Why? Becouse my good friend Ryan had the same issue. Two months off, six weeks of desk duty, and he got to serve it all. Nothing against Ryan of course, but for one, I find this double standard a bit disturbing. Number two, my manager told me Sunday night that she would call and tell me as soon as she found out what they were gonna do. Monday morning she calls and says that they don’t know yet. After Tuesday, no word. I paged my manager a couple times, but with absolutely no response. So what happens? Wednesday morning some girl in California calls me to tell me that she is my “Case Manager”, explains the whole 12 week bullshit, and tells me that they won’t have me back, and that I should just sit at home for the next month or so until I can come back to work full time with no restrictions, and they have instructed my Medical Leave company to continue with my Short Term Disability payments. So, not only are they gonna continue to pay me to sit at home and do nothing instead of letting me come to work and do something productive (and let me earn a full paycheck), my own manager didn’t have the guts to call and tell me herself. Apparently they only wanna talk to me when theres good news to be handed out. They let someone I dont know in another state who has no idea whats going on, doesnt know anything about me or my job or my knee problems, call and do all they’re dirty work, just so with every question (more like angry complaints) I had she can just sit there and say “I’m sorry, but I don’t have the authority to do that, I’m sorry, but I don’t have that information”.

 FUCK YOU ALL!

Alright, moving on. The dogs are getting along pretty good. Fezgig annoys the hell out of Kaeo, Kaeo starts playfighting back, finally ends up “accidently” swatting Fezgig, Fezgig yelps and runs away, only to run back 10 seconds later and continue his annoyance.

I went and played poker the other night. Couldn’t get squat for cards, which is really probably why I lasted so long. Couldn’t play, so I just folded and watched everybody else play for awhile. Finally, my cards started coming, and my hard-ballin’ table hustlin’ style came all back to me. And I endup coming in second, after going all in with with high pair, and Shannon became a true river-rat, catching the only card that would give her the win on the river. But, she played great and had never won before, so it was all good, and I got my money back anyway. Plus, it was a small pot this week, as we were short on players.

 Timmy and I went and watched some local amateur Rally races yesterday, and while it was cool for the first four hours, after that, it lost its flavor. We were waiting for the big dogs to come out (there were lots of high-end modified cars), but after quite a long time with regular (some not so regular, but still someones everyday car), we were still waiting, and I got bored and headed home. I will hope to have some pics and possibly even some short videos up later (if my other crap-ass computer cooperates!).

Categories: Rant, Work Sucks