Here it is, Just what you have been waiting for

It's on the right. It's called "The Announcement." I'm sorry, it's not great. Just as anti-climatic as I worried about. The meeting lasted 33 minutes, and I put out the "announcement" about minute 20. Guess how long the baby discussion was? TWO FREAKING MINUTES!! I made it around minute 20, and then it was 2 minutes long, and then after that we continued to talk about CRAP for another 11 minutes. There's your 33 minutes.

Wanna know why I think Jean did that? Because she's a power hungry wench. And she can't stand the thought that we would end the meeting on "my" terms. UGGGHHH. I would like you to all take notice of my nervous talking thing. I feel the need to fill the space with sound. No one is saying anything. It's horribly uncomfortable. And then Dan goes right back into talking about himself. Nice. Classy. Typical. Jamie actually said it was the STRANGEST thing that she's ever been a part of. But that's only

I would like you to know that it's hard to hear on the recording, but right after I say, "having a baby" Jean says, "We WONDERED when you were going to tell us." She's a liar: she had NO IDEA, but again, it's a power issue. Can't let someone get the "better" of her.

But the BEST part of this whole recording is when Jean starts talking about the racial backgrounds and types of disabled people that she doesn't like to sell homes to because they are "too difficult" to deal with. I like that she's a not-so-closeted homophobe and racist. It makes work interesting to think about what horrible thing she will say today. I'm thinking that she'd better mind her P's and Q's or this recording could end up in the hands of the Utah Real Estate Board of Ethics office or maybe at the Better Business Bureau.

Like I said, I have the whole thing here on my computer. If you are all DESPERATE to hear it, I'll upload it. Oh, the other good part is that right before she says it she says, "Oh, well, i'll just say it. . . We're not being recorded here." Laughable. Ironic. And she continued on with the derogatory statement. Again, very very classy. How much money do you make again? Can you give me that figure again? And then let's hear you say something against people with dark skin. Lovely. Just what I wanted.

Finally, I would like to direct you all to the comments of the previous blog where my former roommate Amy says that my job is now the barometer for horribleness in the workplace. Glad I could be of some use to you all. Remember, it's not REALLY a horrible job unless your boss makes racial slurs, personal attacks and then threatens to sue you. I only wanna hear your work stories if you experience those three things on a daily basis.

Wait, never mind. I don't want to hear your stories. It will just bring up nightmares.

I think I have Summit PTSD.