It’s 9.18 pm and I finally get to do what I’ve wanted to do all day….Blog.
Sounds nerdy? Well considering how many people admit to being addicted to face book I think not. I bowed to pressure and signed up for one of those accounts, but frankly I don’t see the big deal, do I really need to know when so and so is going to the bathroom. Or why am I expected to be so thrilled when a random person I used to know a zillion years ago writes on my wall…..I much rather have comments from anonymous people.
So here I am. The current horror of my life (besides abject loneliness and hormones) is my new boss. My new boss who happens to be a life like version of Fran Dresher. Yes my loyal readers, the ‘Nanny’ is my new boss. She is tall, she is loud, she has nails, long red, tapping nails, she has about twelve bracelets on each hand, she wears suits from the 90’s; But much worse than all this is the laugh. The Nanny Laugh. The insincere I’m laughing at your silly joke, but I actually think you’re a reaaaallll moron Mr. Sheffield.
Sounds nerdy? Well considering how many people admit to being addicted to face book I think not. I bowed to pressure and signed up for one of those accounts, but frankly I don’t see the big deal, do I really need to know when so and so is going to the bathroom. Or why am I expected to be so thrilled when a random person I used to know a zillion years ago writes on my wall…..I much rather have comments from anonymous people.
So here I am. The current horror of my life (besides abject loneliness and hormones) is my new boss. My new boss who happens to be a life like version of Fran Dresher. Yes my loyal readers, the ‘Nanny’ is my new boss. She is tall, she is loud, she has nails, long red, tapping nails, she has about twelve bracelets on each hand, she wears suits from the 90’s; But much worse than all this is the laugh. The Nanny Laugh. The insincere I’m laughing at your silly joke, but I actually think you’re a reaaaallll moron Mr. Sheffield.
Fran is driving me crazy. And she’s mean. In that sneaky ‘Ill ask about your day and make nice for two minutes and as soon as your relaxed, Ill dress you down like your four years old.’ Fran has this habit of giving vague instructions like ‘CP look at this file, feel free to mould to your liking.’ When I do mould it to my liking (Oh simpleton am I!) Fran gives me the “How are you today CP?” And then Bam, “CP, I need you to do things a certain way. My way!”
Err?
12 comments:
lovely boss you have there
and I agree with you I have no idea how facebook is fun. But then I really have no interest in catching up with people I knew a million years ago.
Yes there are some folks I wish I could stay in contact with but they are by far outnumbered by the annoying pricks who I really wish to never see, hear or even read about in this lifetime and to me the odds say its more likely I'll butt up on those folks on facebook.
is blogging considered social networking? nah
I guess some people are bloggers and others are facebookers :p
sorry to hear about your new boss, my boss is kewl not to rub salt in your wounds or anything lol
Hmm...in that case, perhaps you should watch a few back episodes and equip yourself with mental weapons to use against her. From memory, the Nanny couldn't walk past a sale...maybe you could stick big arrow-ed signs up everywhere pointing to a major sale at (insert expensive Canadian department store name here), but ACTUALLY have the arrows direct her straight out an upper-floor window.
It certainly would have worked on the show.
Hang on...if she's the Nanny, does that make you CC?
Adrian: I Think so, through blogging I meet people I would actually want to hang out with...whereas Facebook I am forced to re-meet people I let go for a reason.....
Mari: What you saying I'm one of the kids...or worse, Mr. Sheffield? Oey Vey!
Every organization has at least one and unfortunately yours is also your boss. You have my sympathies. You long for the day when they either leave or they are assasinated (not putting any thoughts here). problem is figuring out how to deal with the Spanish machete syndrome.
"...maybe you could stick big arrow-ed signs up everywhere pointing to a major sale at (insert expensive Canadian department store name here), but ACTUALLY have the arrows direct her straight out an upper-floor window."
LMAO...
Hey, I like Fran Drescher. Your boss is a cheap Fran Drescher knockoff. And Fran isn't mean.
Your boss sounds like a real piece of work.
Ack, she sounds like a nightmare.
Didn't the Nanny get pregnant and then they ended the show? I'll keep my fingers crossed.
We've all worked for that kind CP. The onlu hope is that she mellows with time. Or you get used to her. Or you find a new job. Or you bitchslap her then kill her.
Be your own boss. CEO of Cranky Inc. Sometimes an agent has to freelance.
I wouldn't mind. Fran is pretty hot.
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