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Also, for today's hot Orlando karaoke hangout - one might want to check out COSTCO. Yup - you heard it right - people were elbowing each other out of the way to try out the new karaoke machine. Somehow a boy singing "Crush" by Mandy Moore just made this gal shake her head in amazement. He finally got his senses together and for his next crowd pleasing performance, he jumped to "Kryptonite". Much better.
Well, Alligator Season is hunkering down on Florida residents. This morning, on the radio, there was a "warning" that we might see one of those daggone creatures sunning themselves, resting or just lookin' for some lovin' as its also mating season. Residents were warned to call the Florida authorities and they will send out one of the Gator Chasers. You ever wonder why Mickey Mouse doesn't have a family friendly gator? Wait - maybe he does - Minnie's shoes and handbag.
Apparently the gators are rampant throughout Central Florida and you can hear them at night singing with the frogs as we have a ton of swampland/lakes around these parts.
Interesting fact - if you FEED a gator, it's a federal offense. Dammit - and I was just tryin' to figure out what to do with those damn raccoons that have been hangin' out around the trash bins at our complex. Not worth facing a federal sentence for.
Photo courtesy of here.
Phew - and after doing that, I realize that I need to clean out the bag and change it for this week...
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So today, I start off the day calmly and things occasionally set off a firestorm, but like the good little doo-bee I am, I try to keep a calm demeanor until this afternoon when things all of a sudden start "missing" from exhibit binders. Now mind you, I've busted my tail on this case so when things are M.I.A., I'm livid. All my co-workers could hear is me shuffling from binder to binder looking for the missing exhibits which my boss decided to point out in front of my department head AND our expert. Makes me look like a dumb azz (or BUDDY), don't ya think? Plus there were a few other critical errors and that, along with the deadlines and a witness evading trial - yeah umm.. HELLO!
Well, it was my fault and I fully accept that responsibility - why? Because I didn't TRIPLE CHECK my clerk's work. I have a ton of cases that we're juggling left and right, deadlines looming, I'm prepping for trial AND on the side I've got a magazine launch party to prep. All within 2 weeks. Couple that with a brief due tomorrow (which, we have yet to start), some witness reports, and an admin downstairs barking "Get that to me BY 5" rather than go look up the order herself WHICH I sent down there. Yeah - people really took their life into their own hands. AND I'm supposed to be off tomorrow. Not a chance!!! Can we say "DAY OFF - CANCELLED!".
Thankfully, the man upstairs was lookin' out because I got an email after this little tift with my attorneys saying that our office was closing at 3:00 due to the holiday. My cat's vet appointment was moved to 5:00 and all is quiet in the land of the rat - well til tomorrow when Shaddy gets her shots...
However, as I'm taking a deep sigh preparing to leave, what's the radio playing - "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter. Ain't that the damn truth!
Have you ever had so much to do that you head immediately starts to pound when you begin to think about it?
That is my hell today. No amount of Starbucks, shopping, cosmos, chocolate or asprin can help right now. I'm glad I'm so damn efficient, except I'm starting to see that its my curse. Now I've done the wonderwench role way too much where people ASSUME I can handle everything in 5 minutes or less.
Ahhh - well, *rolls up sleeves* What can a gal do?
Sometimes, I wonder - they really don't wanna know what I think, do they? Maybe next time I'll have to remind them of what they sound like sober.
Ok - I'm a tad miffed at the Orlando City Government. We are always "in the know" re: government issues because their PR team just blasts everyone and then we get Mayoral emails as well. I.E. Buddy Dyer issues this whole big "I'm in your corner" concerning Ernest Page, our recently ousted whatever he was not too long ago, on the heels of him catching heat for the whole Neo-Nazi rally (that was a big failure, btw). As a matter of fact, his staff will email blast anyone over every little thing that is "newsworthy" and that is not a negative reflection on dear Buddy.
As y'all may remember, Buddy is NOT my Buddy. We don't get along. The times I met him, he reminded me of a oily car salesman. His security guard reminds me of a scurrying rat (appropriate, you think, since we live in the land of Disney, after all). So with that being said, he and I REALLY have issues now. I'm starting to think his staff keeps him in City Hall since the whole march issue much like Dick Cheney is kept out of the public eye - only emerging when told to. I never see WeebleWobble (as we have affectionately named him because he always weeble wobble's on the issues) running around to Starbucks, the Boheme or Church Street like months past. Needless to say, he hasn't been on the forefront of events to think about - well, until today.
I work downtown which means I have to take the Orlando version of Boston hell traffic (I-4) into the city from the land of the damn Rat. It's a good 30-40 minute drive. About 2 weeks ago, we were told that beginning on April 3, the ramp to get to my office would be closed for 3 weeks (read - 6 weeks) so to please take a detour. Well, I'm a good little do-bee and take said detour which is an additional 20 minutes out of my way. I have to leave over an hour early to get to work on time because I have to take the backroads from I-4 to Kaley to Orange Avenue and zip along that way to downtown. Lots of stoplights. Lots of stupid drivers. Lots of "what the ****" when people don't look where they are going. You get the picture. Well today, I guess a toddler was running the train tracks because the gates kept going up and down, up and down, up and down for about 10 minutes.. Yikes - another delay. So now, lets see - I'm 20 minutes late for work by the time I blast through the traffic, sans coffee late for a very busy day. Not a good way to start, right?
Well, today it's in the paper that BUDDY is not closing down Anderson Street Exit - as a matter of fact, it states: Officials postponed the closing that was to begin today as part of the renovation of the interchange of I-4 and State Road 408 (East-West Expressway). TODAY? Wait - I have an email from the city saying it was APRIL 3. So I've been late 2 days in a row and it was supposed to start TODAY? What - is Buddy stuck on Stupid?
The article goes on to say that they don't know when they are going to close the ramp because some idiot left unlabeled communications lines or some mess and said "lines must be identified and rerouted before work can continue". How about identifying a closing date first? Better yet - what about telling your people that they are not closed and some of us could have been on time, if not EARLY for work. Some of us wouldn't have been held up behind kiddies playing Trains R Us.
Buddy - you know the write in section for the upcoming elections. When it says "Mayor", I think I'm going to nominate my cat for mayor - anything is better than you, even Mickey Mouse! Uggh!
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