Since Monday…this is what the side of our shop has looked like at work. The office has flooded 4 times in the past couple of months so the boss finally decided to have it fixed.

Before…

After…

Hopefully the office won’t look like this again…

So I was sitting at my desk this morning (minding my own business, reading blogs) and the boys started talking about J’s bachelor party. I had told B that he wasn’t going to have a stripper because I didn’t care for them. So he told the boss about this and he couldn’t believe that I wasn’t going to let him have one. He says “that’s what it’s all about, one last night to get drunk and naked and have a good time before you’re married”. I don’t think so. Isn’t that something you do when you are younger and not ready to be in a committed relationship? I’ve had many, many nights of getting drunk and acting like a fool under my belt. But I’m over that now. It’s called “growing up”. Then he says “well a bachelor party isn’t a party without a stripper”. I am just so tired of being rediculed about things I believe in. I don’t redicule him for his way of living even when I don’t agree with it. It’s not any of my business what he does, it’s his life. I think that’s probably one of the reasons I am sick and tired of working where I do. His and my morals don’t jive at all. Out of the working environment, we would not be friends because quite frankly, I don’t like him. He gets on my nerves daily. But I have to suck it up right now because I do need to work for a little longer and it’s not worth trying to find a new job right now when I won’t be there that long. UGH! It’s just frustrating!