More HR Person

I feel a need to explain the whole crazed HR thing. It all started when I was writing something on the back of a post card. She asked me who I was sending the card to, and I explained my desire to drive someone insane by constantly sending this person mail. It was soon after that I disclosed the blog to this person. Now normally I would never disclosed the existence of my blog to anyone at work, (with a few exceptions) but this person and I tend think on the same wavelength, (though no matter how many times she requests it, she’s not getting a pink laptop), but sometimes her imagination get’s the best of her.

Soon after this person starting looking at my blog and my links she started talking about an episode of Law and Order and how I was going to end up dead. She apparently believes that when I meet someone in my blogroll, it’s going to result in my demise.

The last thing I want to do is make fun of the HR person (but I’m going to anyway) but I do not believe that anyone on my blogroll holds any malice for me. I believe that everyone on my blogroll are kind hearted and I wish the best from them I’m confident that they are not out to kill me. So the HR person is acting a little crazy, but also had a kind heart, despite our mutual hatred of stupid people.

The only problem is that she’s constantly trying to set me up with someone. She’s playing the “miss matchmaker” thing a little too far. Once upon a time I had Dr. Cheryl worrying about this but HR person is worse. Also the HR person wants my business to succeed to I can by her a BMW convertible. The more I think about it, the more I think that the danger is coming from the HR person (insert Dramatic music here).

Oh good news, the credit card processing thing had been resolved, at least the part with the bank. They did request a minor change to the site, which I have done. Now hopefully I’ll go able to go “live” by the beginning of next week.

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The Crazed HR person

A few days ago, I was chatting with one of the HR people in the office (there’s only 2 of them actually, the Grand Poobah in change or all of Western Canada and the Calgary person), anyway she I accidentally mentioned my blog. BIG MISTAKE !!! Now she’s been checking the blog out quite a bit and she’s been making to comments to me about it.

One thing she’s annoyed with that the blogs I link to are mostly women. My response is they are good writers and their blogs interest me. Then she asks me if any of them are my girlfriend. Then she said they shouldn’t be my girlfriend. Meanwhile she had tried to set me with TWICE, not knowing that the women she wanted to “hook” me up with were married.

Perhaps I should describe her to everyone. She seems like a very nice person (and she is), but there’s a self confessed “Mean Girl” inside, and when the mean girl is released, LOOK OUT. She can say some nasty things. It’s a Jekyll/Hyde thing, I swear it. One moment she’s talking about taking her little brother out to a movie and being the nice big sister, and the next moment she’s beating people with a baseball bat with a big metal spike sticking out of it (Ok maybe not that bad, but, I’m sure she was a creative consultant for the Mean Girls movie).

Don’t get me wrong, I think the world of her (and I’m not saying this just because I know she’s going to read this post), and even I have my ‘mean” moments but wow!!! I had no idea that she could be such a poop disturber.

Now that I think about it, this could simply be a standard HR trait. I’ve always been convinced that the majority of people who work in HR went to the Catbert School of Human Resources. The main prerequisite being that you must hate people. Before I meet the current HR people here (and 2 other people), I always figured that HR people were evil and constantly messed up stuff on purpose. Now I know the truth. HR people, like me hate dumb people. It’s either that or they have to be nice to me since I’m IT now.

So this is my official warning to everyone. A crazed HR person is now checking out my blog and she might make some comments about me, or the other commenters, but don’t worry. I know how to calm her down. I’ll just take her to Macdonald’s or something

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