To All My American Friends

Going for the Jugular

Last year, the powers that be at work decided to hire contractors. We have usually have 5, now we are up to 8. They are my minions .. well not mine but they do work in my section & I am "lucky" enough to supervise them far too often.

Just before Christmas last year they hired ASSHOLE minion. I was the trainer at the time & within 30 mins I knew we were in trouble. He is one of THOSE guys ... you know the type, knows everything about everything and everything & knows better than you, especially how to do YOUR job. All within the first 30 minutes of training. Great. I asked management - Hitler .. if we could send him back to the agency cuz he's defective! No such luck.

And in the past 11 months, he has proven himself to be a consummate liar, a cheat (he routinely claims for hours he hasn't worked), malicious, devious, manipulative and a bully (especially to one of the female contractors who almost had a nervous breakdown because of him). And yet he is still there .. lying and cheating and smirking that insufferable smirk.

Yeah I know I don't get it either.

We all hate him .. except for management.

Well this morning, he is happily chatting away with one of our army dudes. Very proud of himself. "You should have seen what me & my friends did last night! It was great"

*side note: his cubicle is right beside mine. Not my choice but we have to keep him away from the other minions because he truly believes he is there lord & master!

Then proceeded to BRAG about how he & his gang vandalized a guy's truck. They spray painted in red paint the word RAT on the side of his truck "With a big rat tail to go with it!"

Little GI Joe was stunned. He turned & looked over at me silently mouthing "WHA?????"

I know ... were we listening to this Asshole confessing to committing a crime? WTF????

"HE HAD IT COMING! HE IS A RAT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH"

I couldn't believe this!

Are people really REALLY that stupid?????

GI Joe just said that no mater what a person did, he would NEVER damage their property like that!

"HE HAD IT COMING! HAHAHAHA"

"Nobody can prove that we did it either"

GI Joe got very uncomfortable & left (back to his own desk .. he share a room with another person).

I was left just sitting there thinking how I couldn't believe this idiot just confessed to a crime! And what am I going to do with this information.

I let it sit for about 30 mins then I went to see GI Joe in his office. I said that I couldn't believe the Asshole was bragging about a crime he committed!!!

GI Joe informed me that he wasn't done. Asshole came to visit him in his office to continue BRAGGING about what he & his friends had done. He's office mate was flabbergasted as well & then Rambo (my military supervisor & ASSHOLE's as well) came in & STILL ASSHOLE bragged & crowed about how smart he & his friends are to do this.

ASSHOLE was basically called a fucking idiot at this point & that he was no worse than a juvenile delinquent.

Oh, did I mention that ASSHOLE is in his 40ies??? Ummm, yeah

So as the day progressed, Rambo, Digger (the office mate), GI Joe & I talked. Rambo & I went in to a conference room with Hitler to explain what ASSHOLE was about this time. Hitler's reaction was like ours.

My whole point of view is that we should not have to be subjected to working with a self confessed criminal & I want him removed from our offices immediately.

Hitler went to his supervisor IDIOT and true to form, she basically said "suck it up! There is nothing we can do about it"

Complete & utter bullshit!

And then I started to get mad.

Like seriously! What the fuck does this guy have to do to get "fired" from our office (thru his agency of course)?!?! Kill somebody????

Thus started my campaign to get rid of this ASSHOLE once & for all. We 3 ...  myself, Rambo & Digger all sent off tips to Crime Stoppers (the victim probably didn't even file a police report). I got advice from a friend of mine, who is a Mountie. She recommended going thru crime stoppers.

Hitler sent ASSHOLE an email telling him to cease & desist talking about illegal activities in our work environment because  though he cannot control what asshole does when he is away from work, he will not tolerate having his staff having to listen to such offensive behavior

Yeah like that helped. (first thing Asshole did was sneer at Digger)

I demanded that we have a meeting tomorrow, for all staff (minus the contractors) because I think they have a right to know who we are dealing with.

If that doesn't force management to do something about him, then Digger & I have threatened to go to the union & demand that ASSHOLE be removed from our work environment!

It is bad enough that he is a liar, a cheat, a master manipulator & a bully but a self-professed criminal?????

No thank you!

If he can sit there and BRAG in front of no less than 4 people about his misdeeds ... imagine what he is NOT saying?

*sighs*

I haven't had a good scrap in a long time (and I REALLY hate the union too) but I am DONE with this shit.

Girlie Girl???

I have make up ... I only wear it when I am doing my Star Wars stuff (for better photographs).

Once in a blue moon I will blow dry & straighten my rat's nest (hair) ... a arduous 2 hour process. I don't own a curling iron. The only "product" I ever use in my hair are leave-in conditioner & Moroccan oil.

For a special occasion I might get a manicure/pedicure.

I hate going to hair salons (always have)

I hate shopping .. especially for clothes. Seriously, My Wolf was completely amused when I got more excited (I mean squealing for joy excited) at the Toy-r-Us Star Wars aisle then in any clothing/jewelry store we had been in together.

Most of the time I am in jeans & t-shirts, my hair pulled back in a pony tail. (I call it wash & wear hair).

Once in a blue moon, I might wear a skirt or a dress ... very rare indeed.

Shoes? I would rather be in flip flops or moccasins (real ones). Heels? I think not!

Boots .. okay, I have a fetish there.

I am definitely not a "high-end" type of girl.

I will go out of my way to NOT buy brand names. (Seriously, my friend was very excited to be getting a present from Coach - she had to tell me what Coach was).

I am a very messy person ... world's worst housekeeper. Susie Homemaker I will never be (although I am a mean cook). A friend came to my house once & gasped "OMG! You're a STUFF person!!!!!)

What's the point to all this? I don't really know. I just read something recently about "highs standards" .. "stylish" .. "impeccable taste" etc etc. And it just got me thinking.

I am none of those things. And I don't ever aspire to be.

I am just me. Just a no make-up, messy haired, Star Wars loving, geeky freak, And I wouldn't want it any other way.

Does that make me any less of a woman? Wait .. don't answer that cuz I really don't care.

I don't care about material things so much (except for my boots & rather large Star Wars collection).

And I really HATE social convention ... telling me what to wear, how to behave, where to live, what to drive, blah blah blah.

What I care about ... is people that are good to each other. I am a warm hearted person, who loves her family & friends with a passion. I am a good person. Kind to strangers, and always try to lend a helping hand.

And underneath that somewhat tom-boyish (my mother called me that) exterior? You had better believe I am all woman! :P

The rest? ... just doesn't matter.

a rare shot of me .. in a skirt (only to show off my boots!!!) :)

Living Online

I love "for the love of a sub" (from tumblr)  ... He writes very honestly and thoughfully.

online D/s relationships

I recently came across this article (link above)

Anyway, having an online D/s relationship IS alot like fantasy. I have seen alot of different types of relationships online. Some are very beautiful and genuine. Most I find have an air of phoniness to them .. they are not real .. and they tend to overcompensate for the fact that it is fantasy (if that makes sense). I think it's just the nature of the beast.

Wolf and I are online all the time. We text all day & we skype at night. It's the next best thing to being there.

It doesn't matter what we do .. whether we play or not. We just are. We play ... we talk .. we play and talk. *smiles*

He is out "on location" right now .. working the "graveyard" shift. We just finished skyping ... because He had to go .. something broke. But anyway, it's fun .. Him sitting his truck, explaining his job to me. It's like being at work with Him. The oil field is quite the interesting place to be. He thinks I'm weird cuz I find it all very fascinating.

But I digress ....

Like I said, it's the next best thing to being there. But we do make an concerted effort to spend time together in real space. We have been really lucky that way. His job does not allow for Him to have much time off .. hardly any actually. And the distance ... But we manage to make it work.

It's been just about 7 months now since we got together (wow - 7 months already!) and we are preparing for our 5th visit together. Considering the time constraint and the considerable distance (don't even get me started on air travel!!!) we have done really well.

We even have a long term plan in the works.

So yes, online relationships can & do work .... LDR's can & do work.

You just have to want it bad enough.

.... oh and for our fifth visit He insists on coming here ... in December! .. because He wants to experience Canada in winter! .... Silly Man! ;)

Dirty Little Secret

****Disclaimer****

This post is my perspective & only pertains to things that I have experienced in my own life. It's is in way, shape, or form, indicative of how I feel about others. I do not judge & nor would I ever.

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This post has been very hard to write. It's been a long time in the making ... about 6 months now. I know what I want to say, but organizing thoughts into words has been difficult.

So here goes ....

There is nothing worse than a dirty little secret ... I should know, I have been one, on more than one occasion.

Not fun.

I have felt cheap.

I have felt used.

I have felt useless.

I have felt unworthy &

I have felt unloved.

Not good enough ... never good enough.

Burned.

No, not fun at all.

I am not playing the victim card here .. I am well aware that it does take two to tango & I take full responsibility for my own actions,always.

But in the end .. I always lose.

He (the collective of them) would get to walk away ... scott free.

Had his fun, no harm, no foul.

His dirty little secret, gone ... tossed aside, buried, forgotten.

Living large & free .. with no accountability.

Does he feel any guilt? I highly doubt it.

Does he go confessing his sins to her??? I highly doubt it.

"Why does she need to know anyway? "She doesn't deserve to be hurt" (but apparently the dirty little secret does)"

Fucking Coward.

But ...

the more time I spend in this lifestyle, the more I understand that being the dirty little secret, just doesn't cut it.

I love the HONESTY in this lifestyle.

Anything less than that ..... no thank you!

NEVER AGAIN!!!!!

I have a Dom/Daddy/Boyfriend, who is nothing less than amazing. He has been slowly putting the pieces of me back together again. He is kind and patient. He is supportive and loving.

 He is NOT ashamed of me.

He is NOT ashamed to announce to the world that I am His and He is mine.

He is proud of me.

And He is proud to be with me.

He is there when I am sick ... He is there when I am sad ... He is there when I am mad.

He is my rock.

He is my awesome sauce!

He is ALWAYS there ... for me.

I am His kitten, His babygirl, His fucktoy, His friend, His confidant, His sounding board .. HIS.

But best of all ..........................

 I am NEVER

HIS DIRTY LITTLE SECRET! 

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It's that time of year again. 

Time to embrace our lurkers & invite them to come out of the shadows & say hi. 

Come out, come out!

Whereever you are!

We won't bite. (unless by request)

And if you are too shy, that's ok too.

I still say thank you for reading my blog. 

Rememberance/Veteran's Day

LEST WE FORGET.

(I hope everybody takes a minute today ... a moment of silence and if you get a chance, thank a vet)