My day off, and I finally have some time for an entry.  No word on the job because one of the people who put in for it is off with a broken ankle.  They called him at home.  I think they would have liked to do a telephone interview but can't blame him if he said he didn't want to.  I just found this out yesterday.  I'm done fretting about it.  I really don't think I will get it.  So, I'll let the Lord take care of it.

The mind games were driving me nuts.  The asst. division chief called me into her office Thursday and went into a long spiel (is that a word...lol) about understanding that I put in for that job in another division and to consider putting in for a claims asst. position that will soon be posted.  So, of course, I thought she knew something but no, she was just fishing and playing around.  She used to intimidate me but pissed me off totally a few weeks ago about a folder from a hospital.  Enough was enough so I just went a little crazy about it.  Since then, no more intimidation.

So, anyway, I told her I was thoroughly bitter and po'd about the last promotion that she chose and let it be known that the pimping of my knowledge was soon going to end, and I would do exactly the limit of my job description.  Figured I'd rock the boat a bit.  Of course, I did it very nicely but got my point across.

And since I'm probably going to be right where I'm at, I had to be polite and respectful, which I always am anyway.

But, sheesh, I hate mind games.  I read body language and facial expressions far too well and always feel like I have to have a strategy planned.  And then there's my supervisor always fishing for information.  Yikes, I can never remember this much drama in the work place in all my years there.  Now, this is when I really miss my BF being there because he was such a good sounding board.  LOL...I have to go outside and call him on my cell phone because we're all on top of each other.

The drama continues at least for the time being.  I haven't seen a job posted yet for another claims asst. but I keep hearing it's coming.  Hmmmm.....

Enough of work.  It's my day off, and I refuse to let it infiltrate my home life.  Last night my BF took me out again.  Think he was feeling bad for me.  The good old Days Inn was hopping for a Tuesday night.

And now I seriously have to sort through all the junk mail and bills that are falling off of my snack bar.  I can't believe how much crap comes into my mail box every day.  Plus........the dungeon basement of mine is still calling me....yuck....I hate it down there.

Have a great day!  It's sunny and 70 in western Pa. and gas has dropped at the BP's to $2.85 a gallon.......