Found out what was wrong with my Big Boss

After two days going mad 'coz I was with this feeling I wouldn't get my contract renewed, and seeing yesterday he was treating me normally again... I've finally found out what was wrong.

Seems like he didn't like the way I spoke to him the day I fell. I was in terrible pain, and would have gone home or to the docs if the office hadn't been closed, but no-one else was there so I had to stay -morally. Not legally. So I did them the favour of staying there, in agony, but could hardly move so I was just attending the phonecalls one at a time instead of junping around from one phone to the other.

He complained to me that morning that he couldn't get in touch with us, and it seems I wasn't nice and friendly enough to our Boss when saying I was feeling really ill and on my own. He must have understood I was just complaining and huffy, and didn't like it. He is a bit of a bighead, anyway, so if you don't kiss his arse you are not being polite and businesslike.

So today, as my bcn boss was leaving to see to some visits, he turned round and asked me if I'd argued with the President the day my boss was off work, sick. At first I didn't remember any arguing, but then thought I knew what he meant. Knowing what the man is like, that was insubmission and a fucking rebellion. So I told him, well, it was the day I'd fallen, and would have really needed to go to bed, but stayed at the office 'coz no-one else was there, but couldn't do much. He told me about some complaint the President had made, about me arguing and so on, and he'd made it look like i'd been almost shouting at him, which a) was impossible, I could hardly talk, and b) my Bcn boss didn't believe, he said it just didn't sound like me at all.

So he just wanted to hear my version, and didn't say so but made me feel like it was ok now. He was kinda reassuring. So I think, hope, suppose, it's ok now.

So I was right at the feeling I had of my boss and the president discussing over my renewal of contract. It was just an impression, but I was right.

Again.

Phew!

Big Boss is here

and it's something to worry about: there has been a couple of people sacked at our HQ last week, and I received a phonecall yesterday from someone asking after a job position similar to mine!!! It was someone asking after my direct boss, about a vacancy, and he huffed 'there's no vacancies now, I've got nothing to talk about' or something like that, and when I said so, she said she had been in touch with this other company, from our group and located at the HQ, in Valencia, and they'd given her this number and his name. The position she was talking about was mine, but then, why would she have to phone to another city???

It seems like my 2 bosses are arguing over keeping me or not.

I mean, I'm freaking out and I hope it's nothing, just a few weeks ago they printed a whole set of Business cards with my name on, and a month ago I was told that they were really happy with me. But my main boss, at the HQ, is very impulsive, and known to sack people easily. My contract expires end of June, so there might be some talking between the two bosses...

Shit!!! Been trying to locate the ad, on the jobsearch engine I originally found this job, but couldn't -not using any of our different firms' names.

And I saw today my boss here deleting without reading an e-mail from that jobsearch engine, but was it because I was there?

Or was it because he's trying to keep me at the office???

aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

When I started blogging, I was looking for a new job because I was sick of where I was, though my contract was good, and I could have stayed there for years...

Might need to start again :(

monday

At least this week I KNOW it will get worse: my big boss is coming to our Barcelona office for two days, kinda inspection, and we're not exactly sure what he wants.

And he's been sacking people at the headquarters lately... and someone phoned today here asking about a job offer, my boss said it was a mistake BUT...

My boss here seems happy with me. My boss at the Headquarters, the President, was happy with me, and said so to my direct boss a month ago. Has any of the bitches at the HQ made any comments? they have caused more than one secretary lose their jobs... the bitches being the President's wife, who has very little work to do and amuses herself giving everyone else extra work checking things out for the n-th time, and the Head of Administration, who has been working with them for years and is the President's direct assistant. If either of them decides you're out, you shall be out. And there's no way of knowing, as they're the typical double-talking bitches.

sigh! I guess I'll have to start studying languages... Harrap's Rat-English Dictionary is a good start!

Lenny!!! Lenny!!!

Might make it to see Lenny Kravitz!!!!!!!

Love him, love him, love him!!!!

What do you mean you stuupid teenager fan groupie nuthead????Hey, it's Lenny Kravitz, Hunkiest Man Sexy Mother Fucker And Also He Can Sing!!!!

eerrrmmm... sorry about this. But I have always had one problem or another when he's been in Bcn to sing, and this time he's coming just the last week of school classes -one more week and I'd have been able to go!!!! BUT it seems I might find a way to go. Been complaining publicly long enough to get an offer for babysitting or going with me, so I'll see if someone else shall also offer to babysit so I can go with this friend, or the other way on. But I hope nothing goes wrong... the one who offered babysitting is a tiny bit unreliable... that's why I'd rather go to the gig with her and leave Hugo with someone else... and I know who I'm gonna propose it to... but I'll have to be really sweet while discussing it

Weekend? what weekend?

Had a weekend without Hugo and many plans to make the most of it, involving -but not only- a) having a night out with Joan, my ex, as he's staying this weekend here without his gf, and b) hunting N., at the bar he said I should pass by, as he's usually there, or at the disco where I usually see him.

On Friday afternoon I get this phonecall from Joan, that he's had a crash and his bike is fucked up -about € 500.00 minimum to repair- and he's going to Emergency as he's not too badly hurt, but his hand is swolen and he's generaly bruised and scraped all over.

So I went over to see him at his place, later on at night, to find him signalling me 'shhhh!!!' while I was going up the stairs, as his gf is REALLY jealous about me. He was talking to her on the phone and didn't want any trouble by saying I was there, visiting. Talked and talked and laughed and laughed, were mutually concerned for each other's aches and pains... and I left, so he could go to sleep 'coz he was in a bad state... fortunately nothing serious, but not in the best shape to be partying.

Went downtown on my own, to the disco where I usually see N., but he wasn't there. Met a guy who was fun, but not the same...

Spent the whole of Saturday at home, dozing... waking... exchanging sms with Joan... sleeping a bit more... waking... cook a bit, eat half... and was going to go out at night, but was i the same mood by 3 in the morning!!! got partly dressed about 5 times, just to go 'Hmmm... no, maybe not' ... and after another half hour, 'or yes? yeah, I'll pop downtown a bit'... just to stop half way through and think 'No, not worth going downtown now, I'm really tired... but I want to see people, I'm sick of being in here, on my own...'

I finally went to bed around 5 a.m., and received a sms from Joan around 6, giving me the details of an Afterhours he'd been telling me about. But not saying whether he was there or just thinking I'd be out and about and looking for somewhere else to go to.

Later on, around 9 and 10 in the morning we exchanged some more sms, me still half asleep all teh time, him seemingly awake... but I didn't understand whether he'd been out or not, and he wasn't sure whether I was still awake or already awake!

Yeah, the story of his life... and of our weekends when together. Sigh!

By the way, it seems like someone got married in Madrid this weekend, and it was quite a big affair. ermmm... wow. Gee. Great. Long live the Ex-Reporter, or something. Yeah, still half asleep. Some bug probably.

Monty Python Mailing

How else do you find out about the new Mr. Creosote Vomiting Figure, from The meaning Of Life? I swear it would be a great prezie for my sis, being one of our favourite gags...

...or the Black Beast of Aaarrrggghhhh with voicechip from The Holy Grail... or the great Monty Python Killer Rabbit... quote the description on the new version:

The new, boxed version of Monty Python's Rabbit with Big Pointy Teeth (from Monty Python's The Quest for the Holy Grail). This item is plush and features details from the special world of Monty Python.
Rabbit with big pointy teeth...really big teeth. And pointy. I mean, just look at the chompers on this bunny. It'd mangle a man in seconds, that rabbit. Just let him out of his protective casing and he'd do you a treat, mate. I mean really, take a gander at the sheer size -- not that end! --of that rodent's canines. You mess with him and you'll be sorry... CAUTION! Sharp Pointy Teeth! Remove with care. Better yet, don't remove. Personally inspected by Sir Bors. Would have been personally approved by Sir Bors too, but...Added Bonus! Digestive tract of rabbit includes Sir Bors.

Perfect for a silly Friday-working-till-3 day, waiting for the clock to stike Weekend :D

insults.net

Just what I was looking for. Hmmmm.

how do I swear in foreign languages from insults.net

Well, got the link from my friend MAry-Anne's blog and first thing, it seemed very her. Haha, true! Still have nightmares about her yelling abuse in 5 languages through her car window... or from her moped, while we passed at a sluggishly slow speed among drunken hooligans in Lloret...

Then thought how do I swear in spanish from insults.net was what my Bangla friend was asking for, and it may also help Vel and her multiracial friendships... ;)how do I swear in hindi from insults.net -or maybe not hahaha!

I'm sticking to my words

As promised, really stooopid or wildly open sex invitations on IM are going to be blogged.

Profile:casadobcn2004's Yahoo! Profile

Message suddenly blinked onto my PC: casadobcn2004: Busco mujer o pareja para sexo real HOY en BARCELONA, soy hombre de 43 años, bisex, me gusta la lluvia dorada, pero si a ti no te gusta, no hay problema, enviarme privado, tengo cam.

And it was in a huge writing, at least 16 or so, in case you did want sex but had left your glasses in the kitchen.

Ignore

Vamo' a ve', un poquito de po' favo'

...as they say in one of our favourite sitcoms, Aquí no hay quien Viva. Yes, Joan -my ex- and I have become used to this Wednesday Night ritual: a warning sms from the first one of us to remember, so we don't miss the series, and then between 15 and 20 sms each while we sit, each one at our own home, watching the series. One of our favourite characters is Emilio, the caretaker, , who has a special way of talking that we had always taken the piss off, even before this series existed... and our motto is now this expression of his, Vamo' a ve', un poquito de po' favo' -Let's see, a bit of a please, literally, and which he uses when he's trying to get everyone quiet in the middle of a fight,or stopping an arguement, or when organizing the situation during any of the catastrophies happening daily in this sitcom.

Last night I had a bit of a 'lover overbooking'. Again. Had been exchanging sms with my ex, ready for the series to start, and then I got a phone call from N, who was coming round to stay the night. About 10 minutes after, I. phoned - a.k.a. My Little Pony, a.k.a. Cinderella- and it sounded like he was quite free and we haven't spent much time together the last ten days, so when he started asking what I was up to I told him immediately that N was coming round, so he changed subject and said we'd talk tomorrow. Smsd it all to Joan, and he was laughing his head off, and said I'd need Emilio to organize the queue!!!

But then he kept sms-ing me, even long after the series finished, to find out if I was still on my own, and then to take the piss out of me and drive N mad with all the messages I was receiving

Funny, though, how N is becoming jealous... he never used to be! He's not my boyfriend!! and J was saying he'd be wondering about him, and jealous, while N was saying it was J who was jealous of him, and missing me, and sorry not to be there instead of him...

N says I should know men better by now, and though we're supposed to be good friends, an ex is always jealous, and a lover too, even when they try to act cool. So I shouldn't be telling each one of them when I've been around the other one.

Which is, basically, what I have always done and have asked my lover/friends to do to me. Just keep things straightforward.

Right. The Conversations with B.

Remember how I'd said that Hugo's dad, B. suddenly started phoning me about a month ago, and though pressing me into helping him to sort out his legal problems, by making me feel guilty for him having to go to prision for what he did to me over two years ago, which basically was destroying my flat, kicking my front door open, smashing almost every window in the house, throwing furniture at me while threatening me to death and by all this shit causing in Hugo a fear to sleep in that flat, where he'd been brought up ever since he was born, and urging me therefore to go live with Joan for a while instead of fighting back to stay when my landlord wanted us out. Then there was, of course, months and months of nasty phonecalls, insults, shouting, and threatening. So I went to the police twice, and he'd finally got a sentence of a year in prison, which he won't do for being a first offence -but that will mean he'll have to watch out now, as he's got a first offence and the next one would be prison!- and paying abour € 1,300.00 or so, but at a pace of €60.00 per month 'till he gets it done with, so it's hardly stressful. Well, he got it wrong -surprise, surprise!- and thought it was now € 2,000.00 all at once, or else 2 years prison. And he said I could withdraw my words now so he'd not have to pay it.

Well I'd been talking with my lawyer and, though he has a restriction so he shouldn't come close to me, he's not been violent or offensive, so I didn't want to go through asking for a phone restriction, too, as was suggested. I thought I'd try and make B. see what he really had to do, and not let him make me feel bad about anything.

Then, last Thursday, I bumped into B. and had to listen to his story, and be nice so as not to get into arguing and/or fighting in front of our son. Who, by the way, saw his dad is no longer what he remembered from his 'golden days'.

B. was trying to make it feel like he'd gone mad one night, and I'm making him pay for that only night -which I would have dealt with differently, for sure, but wouldn't have let him off even if that incident had been only once. It was really scary, specially as I know things about him, about the fights he's been in, how he carries a knife often, and so on. But it wasn't only that night... he could have phoned a day after, or a week, or a month... to see if we needed help in repairing the door and windows, to see how Hugo was after all this... And he certainly didn't need to harass me with really nasty phonecalls, up to 5 or 6 a day, until I finally gave in and paid him around € 1,200.00 he reckoned he'd spent on his son and wanted back now. Once I paid that sum to him, he stopped the phone calls and just called once every 6 - 8 months to remind me he didn't want to see us ever again :D

Anyway, he was offering to help me with Hugo again, to give us some money, to go to collect him from school and all that shit... I reminded him that before seeming Holier Than Me for giving Hugo some spending money, he'd better pay me back the €1,200.00 he'd got from me... and to take it easy with the Family Reunited shit until we could start trusting him.

On Friday we went -Hugo and I- to his shop, to check the papers, and Hugo didn't really want to go: he begged me to hurry up once we were there, and to get out as soon as possible, and 'If he tries to touch you, move back and don't let him, please mom!' But B. had a good hattrick: he got his 2 daughters to come and visit, so Hugo stayed playing with his long-lost sisters and didn't want to leave... so I had about 4 hours to deal with the people turning up at the shop going 'OOOH HUGO, how long since I last saw you' and 'That's Hugo, right???', and so on, and B. always explaining the family was all together again now, and how it had been 'a small family disagreement' that had caused Hugo not to visit for two years... and making me look like The Bitchy White Girl Who Drops Visiting Her Black Ex And Tears Him Away From His Son Only 'Coz She Now Has a Brand New White Boyfriend. He even got a hug from Hugo!!!

Well, I did manage to get him admit I'd been through a lot more than he'd originally admitted, and that I'd been right in calling the police and going through the court etc... -and he was definitely going to change now, and was giving us time to realize how he was reliable again...

But I had to please please go on Monday and help him not to be jailed, please please do this one thing, go late to work and help me or I'll be in jail for two years... 'If you don't see me here on Monday I'm in jail, and I'll phone you from there so you know' -all of this in front of the three kids, so that they could all say I was taking him to jail.

So I did go on Monday, had been sent by him to the wrong building and after waiting for 45 minutes at the place where I'd been declaring so many times, I found out where I should go and by then he'd been and gone, and every little detail was just as I'd said :D All this time I'd been phoning him to check the right place -as I had phoned him so many times during the last few weeks, to get no reply and him saying I hadn't bothered- and realized on Tuesday he'd changed his mobile, and I didn't have the new number!

Of course, I've been talking about this to my friends, I haven't told Nate about it yet 'coz they used to be friends and it's a bit dodgy to tell him when B. is being a bastard, so i didn't even tell him anything last night when he was at my place... but I have told I., and he was worried I might have B. wanting me back -' =))hahahahahhahaha' was my reply! I said anyway, he'd probably disappear as soon as he's not worried about the jail shit.

This morning got a call from a mobile I didn't know. B. doesn't think it would work out, Hugo is being strange towards him -what the f**k did he expect!!???- and he really doesn't know if it's worth trying it, going through visiting him as I'm sooo busy. It's not the same when you're single or when you've got a boyfriend -yes, he thinks I'm still with Joan and I guess it's safer that he keeps that idea, a macho man respects a woman more if she has a man behind her...- so, between working and my boyfriend and Hugo, I don't seem to have time to dedicate to visiting B. And I should watch out, as Hugo seems a bit sad, his only good times in his whole life were with B. I SWEAR HE SAID THIS!!!

Anyway, as I wanted to just make B. know I had been to check out his sentence, though we hadn't met there, on Tuesday I told Hugo we should go see his dad and he didn't want to go. Not at all. Only if his sisters were going to be there.

Aaaahhh... not to worry, then. But now he's had a taste of seeing his sisters again, and the dirty bastard is pulling back again. Don't know how to explain this to Hugo.