Lesbian Conspiracy?

Disclaimer: Prepare for rant.

I actually had a complaint issued about me at work. I don't quite know when the actual complaint took place. I just know I went on vacation for a week around the winter holidays, my boss went on vacation the week I came back, and he informed me of the complaint his first day back from vacation. So the complaint could have happened during my one week back from vacation, or it could have took place sooner, and the superiors on high did not tell my boss about the complaint for at least couple of weeks. Therefore, I feel it took place during the one week I was at work and my boss was on vacation.

Here are the events as I know them.

At the end of my boss's first day back at work from vacation, he took me outside for a walk. On this walk he informed me that someone issued a complaint about me to my boss's boss's boss, and it worked its way down the chain to him, and he now needed to tell me.

The complaint issued was in regard to my "socializing". In particular, my socializing in a completely different department than mine with one particular employee on the other side of the building. Someone in her department decided to issue a concern to my department head regarding my spending time over there. The complainant was concerned about my productivity.

My boss assured me that he had no problem with me as an employee and told his boss that he had no complaints about me. He let me know that he noticed I get my work done efficiently and on time, and he was happy with me. He didn't know who has it out for me.

I let my boss know that I found it interesting that the complaint dealt with visiting that one particular person considering I rarely get to chat with her anymore. Not to mention, she and I had been on vacation recently, and she was out sick part of the week I returned to work.

Since I had been back at work, I only visited her office, longer than the average smoke break, one time to talk about our vacations. We made up the time at the end of the day by staying at work longer. My boss smiled. He realizes I am not one for trying to cheat the candy store out of work hour money.

I also let my boss know that I found the timing of the complaint interesting.

For a complaint to go to my department head, that would mean the complaint came from the department head of the "other" department.

Here is when we go into back story.

Back Story 1) I use to work for the other department at the candy store. While there, I accidentally upset the woman who is now the department head. Since I wanted to learn more about making lollipops, and was not getting that training there, I moved to a different department to see if I could learn more of what I wanted.

Back Story 2) When I travel, I like to go to unique shops or restaurants that are associated to the area. For instance, when I travel up north, I like the local breweries, where I can only get that beer when I travel in that local area. Over the summer, I was talking with a woman, who is not dating the "other" department head (they just live in the same apt. complex (now), go to each other's family homes, and take vacations together). She is also a wine and beer person. I told her about my excursions and how I bring back red wines from unique little wineries for another lady at work who is a wine connoisseur. After our talks, I let her know if I saw a bottle of her favorite wine or beer from one of those obscure places, I would pick up a bottle for her.

With that history set, while on my holiday break, I happened upon a unique little winery that actually sold the lady's favorite wine. So I bought a bottle.

I came back to work, gave her the bottle. When she received it she chuckled to herself, smiled, and said how she almost forgot about our conversation from the summer. Morale: the chick remembered our discussion, i.e. I wasn't trying to get in her pants by buying her a bottle of wine.

Within one week of giving this department head's non-girlfriend the bottle. I had a complaint issued regarding my visiting on that side of the floor.

So I laid low.

One work day shy of 4 weeks after my immediate supervisor told me of the first complaint, after going to the "other" department for minimal "hellos" and occasional work related things, I get another complaint to my department head for walking on that side of the floor.

At first, I thought it was funny. By the second notice, getting a little pissed off. I let my boss know if I get one more complaint without supporting documentation, I'm going to consider it harassment; and that I am being singled out as an employee and not allowed to walk in areas of the building. It would be one thing, if this was the FBI or something and it was a matter of security because I was walking in areas where I did not have a security clearance to be at... But come on! It's a CANDY STORE!

Needless to say, I let it get to me. I'm slightly sad about this. I feel better that my immediate supervisor has let me know he is supporting me and acknowledges me as a valued employee, but it still hurts that his bosses don't even bother to acknowledge that their employee really is a good employee. They just pass along the message that someone has a problem with me and the problem should be solved by limiting my right to walk through the building.

Not to mention, that yesterday, I noticed a woman from the other department (has the reputation of a narc) watch me go to the restroom! The restrooms are the halfway point between my work area and my former work area (the "other" department) where I know people. The woman walked passed me on my way to the restroom, I decided when I hit the door to look back to see if she's watching me, and SHE COMPLETED A U-TURN to watch me. I made eye contact and gave her a snotty smile. When I made eye contact, she averted her eyes, and turned back around to her original direction. The woman just walked in a "S" pattern, NOT watching to see if I continued past the restroom to the work area someone doesn't like seeing me walk through.

Needless to say, it's frustrating right now. I've felt better today because I talked with my immediate supervisor and let him know that if I hear about one more unsubstantiated claim, and asked to act differently than my fellow employees, I'm considering it harassment. He agreed and told me he had my back.

In the end, it could be someone else over there who has a problem with me, and the wine gift has nothing to do with the claims. I just happen to notice the coincidence that within 5 weeks of giving the non-girlfriend a bottle of wine, her department head (and non-girlfriend as well) has called my department head twice saying someone in her department is complaining about how much time I spend in that area. (Which, by the way, is not anywhere near inappropriate or an abuse of work time!)

So that is my venting. Not as cute as other times, but my venting.

Oh by the way, on a positive note, the lady in the cafeteria with the poor signage for milk now apparently likes me and attempts to hook me up with deals. I don't know how that happened, but I'm now in her good graces. She's still kind of slow at cashiering, but I randomly get the hook up on some food or soda.

So that's the positive note to end on. May everyone get the blessing of having the random girl who thought you gave her the smack down, eventually turn around to enjoy you as a person.

A New Year of Random Ramblings


Might as well ring in the new year correctly with random thoughts that don't have much to do with each other.

Hello All, Sorry for the delay.

Here are my thoughts for today. Do any of you ever get crazy dreams you just wake up and wonder "what the...?" when you think about the bits and pieces you remember.

Well that's been happening to me lately. It feels like it's been quite a long time since I had weird dreams, but for the past week or so, I've had an active subconscious.

I only remember the end of one odd dream that took place before last night, so I can't add most of them to this, and really I don't remember much of last night's/this morning's dream either.

I just remember that I was actually dreaming about new coworkers.

It was like we were at my dad's house, but we weren't. In the dream I could have sworn I was telling people it was my dad's house. It had a feeling like being his home, but when I think about it after I'm awake, it looks absolutely like no home I am aware of seeing.

Also, this dream distinctly had two coworkers I don't recall ever dreaming about before. One of them is like a team leader type of person, like a head cashier. Not really a boss, but the team leader you should listen to when it comes to cashiering updates. The other was a coworker I actually banter and enjoy hanging out with at work.

All I remember is that we were either working or out and about in the world. Then I remember us being in a room upstairs... This is where it's weird. It felt like it was upstairs, like an attic room. Yet, there was a door to the outside, like it opened up to a parking lot, and something like a strip mall was right next door when you stepped outside and looked to your right.

So the one I joke around with is rather perverted. Insanely intelligent, but definitely one for the crude and dirty jokes. He's got a twisted sense of humor. This could be why I enjoy his company.
Anyway. The three of us are in the bedroom, myself sitting on the bed with my back propped against the headboard, the two of them standing near the foot of the bed on my side and we are just chatting away about nothing important that I recall. Then, I forgot what I said, I asked for something, not sexual, and all of a sudden my buddy pulled off his pants and hopped in bed. I didn't see anything I shouldn't. He had a faded, well worn, buttoned-down, long sleeve denim shirt on, with a t-shirt (which I think could have been maroon, can't confirm this) underneath, and a dingy baseball cap on his head. The shirts hung low enough to just see legs. I looked at him like "Why on earth did you just get in bed w/ me with no pants on?" since I knew him without pants wasn't going to help with what I asked for, and he didn't act like he was about to do something sexual either. His response was this somewhat hurt expression similar to one of a little kid who tried to be thoughtful and found out he did something wrong. Like a little boy who just gave a bouquet of flowers to his mom, not realizing he just tore up her garden to give them to her. His response, "I didn't want to get the bed dirty." In other words, he thought his jeans were too dusty and dirty and he didn't want to mess things up.

Then we bantered about something, and the next thing I know, someone like my mom is at the door, and as I'm talking to her, the guys talk about how we need to head out and get back to work. So while I'm talking to her about something, I realize they are all packed up and out at the truck, and I can't seem to find clothes I find acceptable to wear to work in this bag that I guess is mine.
Next...I wake up.

I don't know why, but waking up to this kept with me throughout the morning.

Yet, it doesn't feel as disturbingly weird as the dream I woke up to this weekend.

This is all I can remember from that one (and this is just from the last time I woke up. Each time I woke up the dreams just got weirder, so I stopped trying to go back to sleep):

I was cooking. I was making a couple of dishes for dinner. Then my friend decided he was going to cook something (or I realized he was on the other side of the kitchen cooking main meat like entree). So it worked out that my dishes, like mac and cheese or chili and some vegetable (can't remember, I know noodles and cheese were involved) would be side dishes. Yet, for some reason, when I put the noodles in some pot to boil or something, the pot was dirty. It seemed as if the pot was used to make chili and wasn't cleaned out, so there were remnants of it in there now with my food. I noticed this after putting my macaroni noodles in there. Then somehow I guess there was some sort of cheese sauce in there. I thought I had something on the side I was going to put the noodles in once they were ready, so I didn't want that stuff to affect them too much. Therefore, I just kept stirring the noodles to make sure the other stuff didn't stick too much. But it was like it was being this incredibly thick cheese w/ chili sauce I just kept stirring the noodles in, and I was hoping it wouldn't become that, and I kept trying to stir it to help it not thicken up into something, and the more I kept stirring, the more it kept becoming some thick Mac & Cheese with light chili sauce thing that I didn't want... Then the alarm went off, and I woke up.

So what has the new year brought me so far? Weird dreams and the reality of my weight gain I need to get control over.

And for those who remember my older posts, the chance to work with the candy making masters did not work out. I am no lollipop grasshoppa. But my current boss sees my potential to be more than what he can offer me at the store. So along with defending me to those who care more about image than productivity, he apparently has connections in the candy world and said he would ask some friends he knows if they have any openings for candy apprentices.
We'll see how that goes.

Other than that, I feel confusion with love. My old flame that has never really extinguished seems as if he is trying to have the fire light again. We even seem to be getting some of our connection back.

The morning w/ the weird dreams (including the cooking one), I finally got fed up with going back to sleep. I decided to focus on a random thought or day dream. Since I was laying in bed next to my potential, I decided to think about the possibility of being with another, to see if I could do it.

Well, after about 30-40 minutes of not being able to get past flirting, my old flame did a head jerk and looked over at me for a second. As he was putting his head back down, he asked me what's wrong at the same time I asked him.

Me: You're the one who just jerked up and looked at me. I'm just laying here. What's wrong with you?

Him: You feel weird.

Me: What do you mean?

Him: I don't know, you feel weird. You have a weird vibe and I've been awake for like 40 minutes. Don't touch me.

I don't know why, but I found this amusing. Apparently me trying to think about flirting with another man while laying next to him actually woke him up. It's something I've noticed.

That, and his ability to banter about us having children again. We haven't talked like that in quite a long time. To me, it's the affection and talking about us being together in the future is what's giving me the hint that he's considering a future between us. However, no conversation about anything has taken place.

Other than that, today is a new day. I began writing this post yesterday. I feel I've jumped topic plenty that hopefully I will remember some other ones for a different posting day. I have a bit of a sore throat today and actually drank tea. I'm not much of a tea drinker. I have tea, but there is only about one tea I prefer to drink, and this wasn't it. My sister recommended a mint tea with Cayenne pepper, honey, and lemon for my swollen throat. All I can say is that it doesn't feel swollen anymore, and doesn't quite hurt. Not to mention, I can still feel the mint in the back of my throat hours later.

I hope everyone is doing well. For those who actually do new year's resolutions, I hope you are sticking to them. I'm sure I should have some. I currently have one. It's associated to being more healthy and weight reduction. We'll see how that pans out.

I hope everyone has wonderful days ahead of them. If you don't, let me know. I'm sure we can find ways to thump people over the head with sticks, paint some pottery, or something to make things better.