Busted

I got myself all worked up over the possible phone confrontation with a driver. We had this guy call and say he'd been shorted 5 hours - a claim I take seriously because I don't make too many mistakes. Usually it's because they didn't write their times down correctly on their timecard (yeah, sounds easy enough). Anyway, we pulled the file and took a look at the carbon but it was illegible. Turns out the guy had had 2 timecards stacked together and the info from the 1st one ended up on the 2nd one as well. I couldn't read jack and what I could read made it look like I didn't know what I was doing!

I got the payroll company to fax over a copy of the original (after finding out the Transpo Coord didn't have one). I was totally vindicated - the non-carbon white was clean and unchanged and paid correctly. I showed everything to the TC and he said the guy had wanted to be paid for an extra day to change the oil on the vehicle but was denied. Turns out the vehicle and the guy both came from the same place - the place that changes the oil...

Anyway, I got all psyched to call and tell the guy he wasn't getting any extra hours but he didn't answer. I had to leave a message. I figure he'll call tomorrow and try to bully us even though I told him he needed to call the TC.

It wouldn't have been so bad except when my asst asked him what hours he had worked each day he kept changing them to make them longer - in the end he was 6 hours short. Dumas.

Tax Queen

I know how nerdy this is going to sound, but I just figured out how the state of CA calculates its income tax. I've been trying to figure it out for years. I can do Federal taxes, as long as I know the current value of a deduction, but CA had eluded me... Damn, maybe I need to get out of this business

Good News

Sofie has an infection - that's all it is. I have to take her to the vet on Friday to get a check-up but it's nothing serious. Whew. I really hated to think something might be wrong. She's going to break my heart one day.

I bought my ticket to go "home" for Christmas. I'm really looking forward to seeing my family but I'm going to miss the husband and the furry kids. The ticket was more than I wanted to spend but I didn't know until last week when/if I would be able to go at all so it's not like I could have gotten it sooner.

Anyway, time to go home and finish the laundry.

Tattoo

I just submitted my application for a tattoo w/ Hannah at High Voltage. I really just need to find out how much it'll cost before I can decide when to get it done. I will be getting the tat, just don't know when...

Cranky

My Vespa is dead, my dog still has an unknown lump on her back, and Dumbledore is gay.

It doesn't bother me that Dumbledore is gay - I just wish JK didn't feel the need to be so damn subtle about it. They may not have gays in Iran but the Wizarding world must have the same ratio as the Muggle world. Now we have to deal with months of people parsing every word for a clue and the weirdos who think HP promotes witchcraft are going to be burning books faster than ever. Not only witches, but gay witches - the horror! It makes the baby Jesus cry.

Anyway, I'm at work and I'm cranky. At least I'm almost done.

James Stephens

"Curiosity will conquer fear even more than bravery will."

Sofie Update

Dr Liz thinks Sofie has an infection, probably from a bug bite. She got a shot and some antibiotics but they also did a biopsy - which the vet said looked mostly like pus. We'll find out for sure tomorrow when the results come back. Think good thoughts for my little puppy girl.

Boner Pie = Kirk

Boner Pie is the new Kirk. I'm so disgusted by the thought I don't think I'll be able to see the movie. Man, sometimes it sucks to know what actors are really like. Makes it harder to watch them on screen.

Knowing who's really gay doesn't bother me. I find that I feel sorry for people who think they have to remain closeted. But knowing someone is a prick or a druggie is a bummer.

Maybe Not...

Even though the battery has been nothing more than a thin red line all day, the iPod is still playing. Not sure what's going on with it but it's brand new and better not be fucked up already. I'll have to plug it in earlier tonight when I get home and see what it looks like tomorrow.

So Soon?

I charged my iPod last night and if I had to bet money, I would bet that it said it was fully charged this morning. But now it's reading nearly dead! WTF?!?!?!

If it dies on me today I'm going to have the husband show me what I did wrong, if anything. So bummed.

Sofie

When I got home last night, the husband showed me the spot on Sofie's back where there seems to be some kind of mass under the skin. I had noticed it the day before (or maybe it was Sunday) but had somehow managed to think it was just her spine - bumpy from the way she was laying. I mean, I knew it was wasn't something I had felt before but it didn't dawn on me that it might be a problem. Anyway, he noticed it yesterday and now she's going to the vet to have it checked out. We're waiting until tomorrow because that's when Dr Liz works and we don't really care for the other vet at the clinic.

I'm trying not to wig out about it because it doesn't seem to be hurting her unless you poke at it for too long. I have no idea what it could be and don't really want to go looking for stuff on the web. I'm just going to wait until tomorrow and see what Dr Liz says. Fingers crossed for the little girl.

Damn Funny 2

The husband sent me a better link (and told me I misspelled "World"):

http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd242/filmchick_stuff/WW2.gif

Damn Funny

The husband sent me this link (click on the post that says World War 2 Online Game).

http://p082.ezboard.com/General-Discussion/fshocklinesforumfrm2

A Contender

So maybe KIA wasn't the least professional show I've ever worked on... one of the actors on this show signed the Exhibit G as "Faggot". Very nice.

Something Good

The husband helped me set my new iPod up last night and I've been listening to it all day. It makes me happy to have access to all of my music. Makes it less traumatic the bastard broke into the house and stole all my cd's. I just need a holster for it now so I can stop yanking it off my desk with paperwork.

Another good thing... being done for the night and going home. I haven't done every last piece but if I work on what's left, it'll take too long. I'm in a good place for tomorrow and it should all be fine.

Even More

7) Why am I paying the POC a 6th day when the football is still over at Gate 2?

8) Why are grown men, who've been in the business for 20 years, incapable of putting down an out time for Saturday? Now I have to call and hope they call back with the info today so I can actually break the timecard...

9) Since I had a conversation with the trainee about the round trip mileage (that it's 26 and not 60) you'd think she'd be able to get it right on her own timecard... nope.

10) Someone broke one of my Halloween decorations. I found it sitting on my desk this morning. I hope they confess tomorrow.

Still Pissed

I've decided to keep the blog open and continue listing reasons why I'm Pissed - it's going to be a long day...

5) Our start packets have an Equal Employment Opportunity Data Collection Form in them. The very first sentence states they are VOLUNTARY. There is no reason no half fill one out then write "Don't Ask" over the ethnicity selection area. If you don't want to fill it out don't waste my time, just throw the form out.

6) It turns out the well-know older British actor who's starring in this movie is a bit of a prick (at least to the Asst Prod Offc Coord who's trying to book his travel and hotel accomodations). Bummer. You win husband.

Pissed

4 reasons why I'm pissed off and I've barely started working...

1) I don't know what my assistant does all day on Friday when I'm not here but it doesn't seem like much. I didn't leave him with a lot to do and while all the important things are done, it doesn't look like he got to anything extra. You can't tell me the filing and the PA adjustments took ALL DAY.

2) I got a note saying the UPM is coming in tonight and I should leave the payroll outside his office - no taking the work home for me today.

3) The football (the file full of all the papers from the set, including the timecards) is not in the office. I had to call the Production Office Coordinator to ask where it is. Well, it's out at Gate 2 because she didn't want to wait for it on Friday because it was late and it was raining... Now I have to go and get the crap.

4) The stack of start cards is over 3 inches think and most of these people probably started on Monday. I hate when they don't turn the stuff in right away. We could have gotten through most of this during the week. Bastards.

Tattoo

This is the tattoo I want to get on my left arm (on the shoulder cap). I'd love to get color but I think it would look better in black and gray. I can't find a good picture of the vine work I'd like to have done on my right hand. Something more substantial than ivy but not a thick Tarzan-vine, either.

Stuff

I just found out an old boss mine is taking credit for a spreadsheet of mine. I don't think so! Damn, I knew I shouldn't have sent her a copy. That's what you get for trying to be nice. At least I took out some of the formulas so she wouldn't have everything.



Happy Birthday Sped! I didn't forget, I just didn't manage to call. But you should have gotten my card...



I haven't been writing much because there's not much happening and it's been busy. The 2nd unit finally finished after destroying a couple of cameras and several cars. The schedule keeps changing and that's throwing some of my work off. For 2 weeks I've worked 6 days, which is good for the paycheck but bad on the housekeeping.

My computer at home isn't hooked up to the internet so I can't upload any photos from the fair or anything. I also can't update my iTunes (the husband got me an iPod Nano for our anniversary). I have to figure out how to collate the music on the laptop with the music on the desktop and get it all on the iPod w/o losing anything (since that bastard crook stole my cd's).

I still want a tattoo and may try to get it this weekend of the husband agrees. I need to go and talk to the artist and see how much it'll be. Plus I'm still trying to decide on exactly what I want.

The husband wants me to go home for Christmas and I probably will. I need to talk to the boss about my timetable. Bleah, it's all so much right now. I just want to crawl back into bed.