Helium Hello

Because it's always funny when someone sucks on some helium and says "Hello"

Saturday, February 25, 2006

its as almost if i started today

My vacation that is. I had a great meeting this morning with my team that ended perfectly with a great game of pictionary. Words like teamwork, morale, traffic, etc. A bonus riddle -- Mary's mother has three children. North, South and East. What is the fourth one? I'll tell you at the end.

The day went very, very smooth. There's nothing like an 8-5 on a Saturday when you open at 10 and have an hour lunch. Very quick.

I then had a good girl talk with Corie, a pedicure followed by about 2 & 1/2 hours of shopping. OK, it was at Walmart, but still. I got all the good stuff. A new loofa/washcloth. A collagen mask, new vitamins and new shampoo! I am beginning to believe Undercover Celebrity about new shampoo. Strawberry & Champange. Yummy. I used the new washcloth to use my new exfoiliator, then the collagen mask.

Slippers on my newly smooth & painted feet, new lotion and new fingernail polish. I wanted to get the mani, but got there too late. When push comes to shove, I'll take the pedi every time.

After I finish this, I am going to paint my nails myself. Then, tomorrow after a good workout, I plan to slip into my five dollar tee shirt (a very good orange that says 'I'd rather be in b-e-d' -- without the spaces, but didn't want any creepy crawlers) then pick up banana for lunch with Corie & the gang.

That will end my pseudo vacation. After lunch, I will go back to the house and do taxes with Larry. Oh joy, that ought to be real fun. Oh well, vacations can't last forever can they?

And the answer? Mary.

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Friday, February 24, 2006

if i were a stripper

This is what I would dance to. Yeah, like finding a song to dance to would be my biggest problem *chuckle*

If you do not have a copy of The Wall in your CD player (basing this on the fact that everyone has multi cd players now), you should. You should have it there permanently and never take it out. The angst, the anger, the fear. It is in my top ten albums of all time. And by all means, if you can actually find a copy of Symphonic Floyd, BUY IT!

Young Lust --
I am just a new boy,
Stranger in this town.
Where are all the good times?
Who's gonna show this stranger around?
Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

Will some cold woman in this desert land
Make me feel like a real man?
Take this rock and roll refugee
Oooh, baby set me free.

Ooooh, I need a dirty woman.
Ooooh, I need a dirty girl.

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small glimmer of hope

Yesterday, I found out Todd is not going to be our DM anymore. Al is coming back. Can I get a hollah? I LOVE Al. Then, Todd asked me where I lived (part of the city), he is keeping me in mind for his new district. Then Todd told me my raise amount. Eight percent (which is the highest you can get with SN).

I have some perspective on the things that have happened with the new manager, and am ready to move forward.

Ash called yesterday and sounds good. She even said she is going to try and get SA, Texas as her home base. That would be good.

I am on vacation next week, I can not wait! Hope you all have a great weekend!

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

in the 'no' light of day

Finally, I was able to sleep in today. And boy did I. Before I left for my training, I bought an eye mask. And it works. It worked so well, I slept until 12:30 ... in the afternoon. I am off again tomorrow and may do the same thing.

I'm not going to rehash last nights events. My district manager did leave a message for me today, I have not called back, I need a little more distance. I am going to buy "The Art of War" for my reading pleasure.

I am in full football withdrawal. With that, I thought I would share a little story.

One day I was at work, on the sales floor and a couple came in looking to upgrade their phones. I was stumbling over my words, could not get a complete sentence out to save my life. Then, I noticed the man's watch. It was a Titans watch he probably got from some subscription or gift with purchase.

I always have to comment on opposing team wear that walks into the store.

We started talking football and the guy turns to his wife and says, "She has stumbled for 10 minutes talking about these phones, bring up football, and she hasn't stuttered once."

It was pretty funny.

Here is a funny picture of Randy & I acting like executives in one of the meeting rooms (notice the mahogany and big chairs), that's life at corporate headquaters. Notice the dorky look (or non look) on my face LOL Oh, and btw -- I only gained two pounds during the trip. (what's a girl to do? best bbq, steaks, desserts on a corporate card?) And yes, still smoke free!

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beyond livid

Yes, it is 1:39am, I worked from 8 to 5, then back at 9pm, and just got home, and the work that we needed to do is NOT finished.

I am sorry I have not posted, but since my manager sits on his ass and tells reps they won't be able to promote unless they learn to "delegate" (which it what he is an expert on), and you are the one being delegated too, there isn't a lot of time.

I am way too angry right now and have already sent my district manager an email, yes, at 1:30am.

I am so so sorry, I will be in a better frame of mind soon. Until then, send good karma. I'm going to need it to either keep from giving my notice to as job I love, or to keep from being fired because I refuse to put up with this bullshit.

Send good thoughts

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

does what happen in vegas stay in vegas?

Now, just because I have been in Kansas for the past four days doesn't mean it has been drama free. Although I must say, I LOVE Overland Park. I would move here in a second if offered a job. It is gorgeous, a very North Chicago look and feel without the attitude.

The training has been great, much better than the last one. The worst part about this trip is the corporate card, with the sixty day per diem, we have been eating well. Without the gym and yoga, it will be a long week ahead of me when I return.

I am not sure if I blogged this before I left, but I spoke with my dad Friday night. It was a very heated discussion at times, but I stood my ground, and validated my reasons. When he told me I was "abandoning Hannah" I just about lost it on him. I told him flat out, you of all people do not have the right to say that to me. He knows why.

I then told him how some of the things Larry does and says just bring out feelings of watching my mom trapped in with Tom. Financially, mentally, and physically. It is not something I am willing to loose my sanity for.

I threw in a few "and then he did this (meaning Tom)" and I could hear him cringe. I know it devestates him to hear what we went through. He told me again how he tried to get us out, and I know he did. Twenty five years ago, a mother had to leave you out on the street, for months at a time to have a judge even remotely think about giving a father his kids.

There were tears and some tense words, but I know he cares about me, and loves me, and I know that.

Saturday there was lots of running around with Hannah. Last minute shampoo, toothpaste, etc. I listened to her. They are never home on weekends, they go all kinds of places because they are bored. She talked about the car she is going to get. In March. When he gets his bonus. It was rough.

I packed up, picked up my best guy friend and we set off for a week of 60 per day, 9-4:30 days, and fun nights. And they have been.

Monday night I get a phone call from my stepmother. The first thing she says is, "everything is ok, and it's going to be ok". Two things enter my mind. My dad is upset with me about the talk, or something has happened. It was the latter. He was thrown from a horse. They run a bed and breakfast in the hill country, and he is a big ol cowboy that gives horse rides. He got off the horse to show the couple some local plant life, tried to get back on, something must have pulled the horses stomach, and off he went. The horse AND my Dad. He has compression fractures, flat on his back for two weeks minimum. I feel awful for him. But sooooo grateful he is OK.

Later that same evening as we were on our way to dinner (a bbq joint who happens to have the best baked beans I have EVER tasted in my life), my sister calls. She asked if I had talked with Ash, no, why? Seems she called looking for Larry and sounded a little distraught. I asked why, and Autumn said she thinks his (larrys)grandmother died. Wow. OK. I call Ash, yes, she did die (much better off now, her quality of life was minimal at best). He told Ash via a text message.

I held out until after dinner, and after we got the hotel before I had to call him. I couldn't believe he didn't call me. I also let him know the results of my last exam.

We hung up, and that was that. Until yesterday. I got a text message from him telling me Happy Valentines day, and how would I like to go to Vegas in April. What? Where did this come from? I replied, I am in training and will call you later.

I did, he was taking Hannah out to dinner. We really couldn't talk. He called me back later and a series of uncomfortable questions came later. I won't have to pay, he knows I like Vegas, and misses not doing things with me. He stopped short of saying "I want you to come home". He is going for a conference, has a free room and thought I may like to go. Yes, I was glad he offered, but the business trip part kind of spoiled it for me.

He took me to Vegas for my 30th. The first year we really had money to do anything of substance. I was hoping he remembered that, and wanted to rekindle, not so much, but hey, it was an effort. Then he said Hannah wants to go too. OK, yeah, there is a ton of stuff to do in Vegas with kids, so, was/is it that he wants to bring Hannah and needs a chaperone, or does he want us all there? I don't know, and by this point we had made our way to the casinos, and it was getting loud.

My employees are at their lowest. I am not there to sooth them, but I am getting re-energized to motivate when I return.

I am very, very tired, but in that good way. Peacefully tired. Except for one little thing. My mini cooper is in. And I have finally realized I can't afford it. I am very disappointed, but I will get over it.

So, the irony of Larry asking me to go to Vegas while I was in a casino struck me. If I go, will it stay that way?

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Saturday, February 11, 2006

blatant theft

I admit it. I shamelessly stole this from C's Texas Fire Sports & Stuff Part of the reason I am not posting as much as I used to is because I am tired of having nothing fun or quirky to write.

It's been pretty bleak around the 'ol place of kimmy lately.

Then one day I was reading C, and he had the most ingenious idea. He instructed his readers to leave a comment that starts out with the line

"Remember the time you & I" .......... You do the rest. Kind of like mad libs for blogs.

So there you go. I think this may catch on ;) While y'all do that, I am going to do my laundry and pack my suitcase.

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ch-ch-ch-changes

turn and face the strange.

That's what it has been like for me the past week. MAJOR STRESS. And yet, still SMOKE FREE! And STB, I love all my fags ;) LOL

I sent a short, direct to the point email to my regional manager, along with a pdf attachment that included all my letters, awards and accomplishments. I referenced my former DM & our finance director as references. I told him I would very much like to be a part of the next series of manager interviews.

Today, I got a reply, that was CC'ed to every district manager in Houston. A great response which included the line "I strongly suggest you look at Ms. X when and if you have an opening".

That's strong, especially if you know him!

I went for my second opinion yesterday. The breast expert. I liked her (didn't like the hour and a half wait, half of which you're nekkid on a cold table) and you know what she said? Dr. X is one of the best radiologist in the city, he is who I refer all my patients to, including Destiny (Autumns friend who's cancer was so hard to find due to breast feeding).

So, my second opinion was the first one. I do feel more at ease though. I now have a baseline and will go back in July.

I haven't even opened my laptop the past three days. Work is a nightmare.

Today is mani-pedi, shopping for new pants/jeans (down 13 now, I freaking love yoga), washing and packing for my trip. I leave tomorrow, be back on Friday.

Miss you guys, I will have a lot more stress free down time this week with training!

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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

come and get it oliver

Testing the "conspiracy therory" ;)

Repost of "an open letter to walgreens"

I just spent the better part of the past five days trying to refill a simple prescription. Simple. Not controlled, not anything someone may try to sell, or abuse. I'm talking Zyban. Stop smoking medicine. On day three of not smoking, which includes the five days with out the medicine, I was to say, a little bit frustrated.

I am proud of myself that in spite of everything; the lump, the divorce, the management changes, and any other normal day to day stresses, I still have not smoked. Three days in, still smoke free. The fact that no one has died, and I still have my job is in itself a miracle. So, after five days of trying to get the refill, being patronized by the pharmacy manager himself, I decided to write a little comment on the website. I also called into the 800 number survey, as well as the survey online. I will also be calling the district store & pharmacy managers on Monday.

I'm not one to up and write bad reviews, in fact, being in the customer service field, I am the opposite. I write when GOOD things are done, because so many only write when they are bad. I love rewarding people for going the extra mile. However, when they don't even go an inch, and dig their heels in, I'm gonna write! Now, I know I may be a tad bit edgy, but I think this would infuriate even the sanest of people. Below is the letter.

I called in a prescription to store #XXXXX at 2:00 p.m Jan. 31, 2006. I was only able to pick it up this evening, Feb. 3, 2006. The story as to why and how I was treated during the process follows below.

My refill required my doctor’s approval. I called the next day, no approval. The pharmacy stated they faxed a request, I called my doctor, they had not gotten one. I called the pharmacy back and asked again. They had the wrong fax number. I had to give them the correct number.

On Feb. 2nd, I called to inquire again, it was still not ready. They stated they had faxed it twice and were still waiting on my doctor. I called my doctor back; again, they stated they faxed it an hour ago. I then called the pharmacy back and spoke with another technician. He stated he tried to call the doctor's office and left two messages. I asked what number; the number they had was wrong. I offered to give him the correct number, and he told me he could not take my word for it.

Then, at 2:43 pm Thursday Feb 2nd, the technician called and left a message stating he had just talked with my nurse, and she had faxed it over. I arrived at the pharmacy around 8:30 pm that same day in the drive through lane. I was told my refill was STILL not ready. The tech on duty was Rupal. My frustration level was at its limit at this point. I asked her, why did I get a message telling me it would be ready and then no phone call to the contrary? Nor a phone call from my doctors office stating it could not or would not be refilled? She took the phone away from her ear, as to not listen to me.

I could not grasp she had actually done that. Then, as I was trying to explain to her the extended phone calls, wrong numbers and numerous attempts to reconcile the matter, she put her hand up in the "stop talking" position while I was in mid sentence. I was extremely frustrated at this point, not having my medication for the fourth day. I asked what the pharmacy manager’s name was, and left.

My doctor actually told me today, after refaxing my prescription again (which she had confirmation of) I needed to change pharmacies. My nurse was frustrated at this point as well.

I called today (now five days later) at 11:45 am to once again ask if my refill was ready. I was told they were waiting on my doctor. I could not fathom what I was hearing. I had spoken with my doctors office before I called and was ASSURED it had been faxed in, so much so my nurse was willing to fax me the confirmation. I asked her to PLEASE check again. After she looked, she found out that yes, it had been filled, today, five days later.

I arrived to pick it up after work this evening at 9:05 p.m. Rupal, the one who had taken the phone away from her ear and held her hand up to me processed my transaction.

After it was complete, I went to speak with Russell, the pharmacy manager. I explained the awful experience I had been having. After hearing me out, he replied that yes, she had told him about the situation and how I had yelled at her. He made it quite clear how distraught she was by the way she had been treated. The entire time he was explaining this to me was with an extremely condescending tone.

I actually had to stop, and ask him, "are you turning this back on me?" I have been trying for days to get this filled, and finally, five days later, wrong phone numbers, wrong fax numbers, rude employees, and now, the manager is blaming me for yelling at her. I assure you, frustration is not yelling. I was distraught that when I had finally thought I would have my refill, was denied yet again.

Still in shock, I explained to him that I would be calling the survey number, to which he replied quite cheerfully, "OK!” turned, and walked away. I would like to mention another technician was witnessing the whole conversation, the look on her face showed as much disbelief as mine did.

I stopped in the front of the store, asked for the pharmacy district manager, and will be calling him first thing Monday morning. I have already transferred my prescriptions to CVS. Not only have you lost a pharmacy customer, you have lost a Walgreens customer as well.

I am a manager in a wireless store, directly across the street from this Walgreens. I see over 200 people a day and I assure you, if asked, my experience will be shared.

As I am sure you are aware, one bad customer experience will lose you ten customers. I have the unique position being in the communications field, that this experience will lose you more than that.

I sincerely hope this issue is addressed in the matter it needs to be. This pharmacy took no responsibility for the errors that were made. There was not one apology. People who are refilling prescriptions are obviously doing it because they need them. To go five days without can and has caused serious damage to my mental health.

If you would like to speak with me further, I would very much welcome a phone call. I will also be following up with the district manager of the store Mr. A, and the pharmacy district manager Frank K.

This kind of service I was given from the profession that is intended to care and comfort such as yours is inexcusable as well as unacceptable.

Regards,
A former customer,
Kim (insert last name here)

**And yes, I really did transfer all of my prescriptions to CVS. Bastards!

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the digital equivalent to pressing the flesh

So, the past few days I have been on the phone. A lot. I have spoken with former district managers, a former regional manager (who loves me btw ;) current corporate trainers and have left messages for our finance people.

Why?

I'm ready to leave the nest. I have made it very clear to all of them, I am not wanting to leave because I don't want to work for Hector (new manager), there is just simply no need for me to be complacent any longer now that I am no longer working for Jeff.

My career path is this; Manager, then business process manager (internal auditor) or market trainer. It was really nice to hear from all of them, if you need a reference, etc. Even the same company, moving up, you still need to post your resume. Crazy.

Today was Clint's last day. (for those of you keeping track, that's minus one key holder), Page will be leaving probably by the end of the month (also going to Jeff's store), and Kristin still on maternity leave.

I need the following;
One key holder (permanent & temporary to help while I am in KS next week) and two awesome sales reps to replace the current top two that are leaving. It's a little overwhelming.

I am doing everything Jeff did. Webtime, time sheets, end of month reviews, everything! At least I know how to do it, so when my time comes, I will be ready. Now, about the "when my time comes issue". That is going to be a challenge. Due to market saturation, they will be closing some legacy Nxtl (spelled wrong on purpose) stores. It was part of the merger. So, they will be cross polinating people. Taking managers from stores that have closed and putting them in stores that have openings. Since they are legacy, they will get them first.

It will be a matter of being in the right place at the right time. I am getting my resume up to date and will post it on the career connection intranet. Hopefully it won't be long, and hopefully it will be a good store.

I am so sorry I am behind on commenting on your blogs. With no day off last week, the six hour pre-game show (then four hour subsequent game) on Sunday, I have been exhausted. I will get to them soon!

I leave for training on Sunday and will be back on Friday. I am taking the laptop, they have high speed, so I will still be in touch.

BTW -- If you have made it this far, I want to tell you something.

I am day SEVEN DAYS smoke free! My bottom lip is a little chapped from biting it. My hair has a few broken strands from twisting it, other than those, I'm great! *chuckle*

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Sunday, February 05, 2006

what tha?

hhmmmm

Seems my "open letter to Walgreens" post has mysteriously been removed.

Is it possible that corporate america runs blogger?

Someone call Oliver Stone

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Saturday, February 04, 2006

photo sunday .... sort of

So it's not really a photo, but it is the Sunday of all Sundays!

It's Superbowl baby!

These are two of my all time favorite Superbowl commercials.



and ...

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WE'RE PREGNANT!!!!!

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Thursday, February 02, 2006

dail 1-900-mix-alot and kick them nasty thoughts --

I'm taking a small cue from Daves Road Trip & The Inside of Me and decided to let a little bit of my wild side show. This song, give me goosebumps. The really, really good ones ;) Turn your speakers up.

Feelin' Love - Paula Cole
You make me feel like a sticky pistil
Leaning into her stamen
You make me feel like Mr. Sunshine himself
You make me feel like Splendor In The Grass
Where we're rolling, damn skippy baby
You make me feel like the Amazon's running
Between my thighs
You make me feel love

You make me feel like a candy apple
All red and horny
You make me feel like I want to
Be dumb blonde, In a centerfold,
The girl next door.
And I would open the door and I'd
Be all wet, with my tits soaking through
This tiny little t-shirt that I'm wearing
And you would open the door
And tie me up to the bed

You make me feel love

Lover I don't know who I am
Am I Barry White - am I Isis?
Lover I'm laced with your unconscious,
I will be your Desdemona

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006

day one, down eleven

Today is in the books.

Day one without Jeff. Reality has not set in. In my mind, Jeff is off, and Hector was there working on his computer.

Day one with a new manager. No reality there either. I did everything I normally do, plus get new safe codes, get new inventory room codes, get new mapping of the hard drives. You know, run of the mill normal stuff when a member of management leaves.

Day one, and this is the big one, without a cigarette. Yes dear readers, my last smoke was about 10 last night. I didn't even notice or want one until about three today. And right now, LOL.

Todd, our district manager was there early this morning. He really didn't have a lot to say, he gave me some hints at my raise, which hopefully is good. He told me some other things I shouldn't/didn't want to hear. One, I had to call Jeff on and give him a heads up.

I am going to be behind Hector 100%. Anything less would be a disservice not only to myself, but also to Jeff. He trained us better than that. I do have control of the schedule now, which is awesome ;) I think I will actually have more responsibility, and that's OK. Hey, A.D., when I come to OP, I am bringing my resume! *chuckle*

I spoke with a lot of people last night, another district manager, our own Houston auditor, and our performance operations manager. All three had great things to say to comfort me. They all knew I stayed at Katy not really pushing for manager because I was working with Jeff. They all said I would not be there long. They all told me how great my reputation is in the market. Liz, our performance manager told me, "even though you are not the most tenured, you're one of the most knowledgeable". That was awesome, and a great compliment to Jeff & Mandy who trained me.

What is the saying? The only change you can count on is change itself? Yep, I'm believing it. I told Liz last night, the stores that did not get audited have a perfect chance to make sure they do not fail. Make sure January is perfect, and so on. The best way I know to honor Jeff would be to have a damn near perfect audit.

This is probably why I have lost eleven pounds!

And this just in ---

As I was typing the lines above, my new manager calls me. He tells me that my Senior (Jr. Manager) is leaving effective Monday. Going guess where? With Jeff! And the hits just keep on commin'!

I'm going into the witness protection program. There is entirely too much drama in my life.

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