Tuesday, April 13, 2010

To the Lady

Who hit me with her cart at Safeway today. You are an asshat. My ankle will never be the same. Then when I went back to my truck with winds of 5,678 miles an hour howling around me... the truck door door closed on the same ankle. Ouch...Ouch and Ouch.

It's Murphy's Law happening..... my company short term insurance will be expiring at the end of the month after I get turfed. It's okay... I can walk and might even be able to kick her ass if I ever see her again.

There are so many things to think about with you are forced to retire. Now, finally the word is out and our employees know about it....and are giving me the sad eyes. People from head office finally got the message today, and are congratulating me on my forced retirement. Little do they know it was not my idea. I say nothing...because that's the way I roll. What's the point.

The company is being very generous, and I'm getting all sorts of stuff and money. And a luncheon with staff clients and friends.

I'm inviting all of you to my private retirement party. It will on Friday April 30th. on facebook. It can't be done here. I'm calling it balonie bites the dust.

If you need the address let me know. Now I'm going to eat soup.

5 comments:

Poolie said...

I will be there, Joanie!

judemiller1 said...

I was put out kinda the same way Joanie, and most of the employees I worked with didn't even know. One day I was there working with them, the next day I was gone. I always wondered what LIE management told them for my abscence. I felt bad because I did a lot of reports for people and they were left with no one to help them. Still makes me sad and mad and that was 9 years ago.

See you at your party.

Donna said...

Well, get to the Drs and get your moneys worth! Bandages, creams, slings...etc!Hahaaa...
I'll be attending the Freedom Fest!! Save me a place!
hughugs

Brenda said...

I hope to be there too. Shall I bring snacks? They are SO gonna miss you Miz Joan.

Curtis said...

Alright a party on FaceBook. Yes it's me and as I read back a bit I see that you haven't changed a bit and that's good. I had one of them there bladders once but for now the one I was born with is all I have and the steriods sure keep it busy. Retirement...I tried that once but they put me back to work. Sigh.