It's Official

June 16th is when I start my new job as a game developer. I signed the paperwork and handed it to HR today and I'm mighty excited. I love my coworkers already. We all got the office communicator so we can IM each other all day and we already have a blast talking to one another. I love having girl coworkers who are my age and I have someone I can relate to. What's crazy is that the intern who is closer to my age lives really close to me. We are planning to carpool when she gets back from vacation for the rest of the summer.
I just can't believe how poorly Ed is taking the situation. He won't even talk to me. He sent an email to the whole group to see if we could access a shared drive. Andrew and I were having problems and he didn't even come and help me. He asked Aaron if he had a problem too. He's such an immature dick that I'm excited that I won't be working with him anymore. No matter how hard I try to be civil with him, he's still rude to me. He thinks he's better than everyone just because he's been there longer but people like him need to wise up. Oh well. I don't care. 2 more weeks and I'm out of there. I'll definitely miss the people I interact with. I'll miss my administrative rights. But hey, I got a huge raise so I'm not complaining. I just hope I'm able to live up to Leif's legend. He set the bar pretty high and I hope I'll be able to catch on fast.

You're So Classy

On Monday, my coworkers and I heard some awful news that there was a death in Ed's family and that he'd be gone for a few days and be back today. Ed is the coworker who always gives me a hard time and thinks he's better then everyone. There was a time where we got into an argument in my cube while I was training the new employees. The tension was so thick, you could probably cut through it with a knife.
Anyways, today I was talking to a coworker and I saw him moving some computers and I decided to see how he was doing. I wanted to send my condolences since I haven't really spoken to him in awhile. I went up to him and asked how he was doing. His response? Nothing. He walked right passed me like I wasn't even there. Whaaat the fuck?! Are you pissed at me that I'm leaving the department? Seriously man, grow up. I know people younger and more mature then you. I am so excited to be leaving my department just to get away from him. I've been spending a week in game development full time and they all welcomed me with open arms. People on the OS side would jokingly give me a hard time for leaving them but they all wish me well. They just give me a hard time because they'll miss me. I am counting down the days till I say peace out and never see him again. Well I'll probably still see him, but at least I don't need to interact with him as much.

A Different Side of You

Last night a few of my friends got together to celebrate Angela graduating with a masters in criminal justice. How many people do you know that has a masters degree by the age of 22? We were all so proud of her except for Angela and it showed at the end of the night. As many of you know, alcohol will reveal many feelings you have built up inside and well, it showed a different side of Angela many of us has never seen before, including me. At the end of the night, she disappeared for awhile and no one knew where she was. We were all hanging out in the parking lot of a karaoke place when all of a sudden she started yelling at Nick, her ex boyfriend and started attacking him. Mike got her to calm down and Kathrina took her aside to talk to her. Mallory and I decided it's time to go home and we were saying our goodbyes. When we got to Kathrina, Angela, and Vivian, Angela started talking nonsense. She kept saying how she failed her dead mother because she cannot make a lot of money with a masters in criminal justice. She kept saying it wasn't fair that she didn't have enough time with her mother when she passed away with cancer when she was in the 6th grade. I really felt bad for her because she's never talked about her mom at all and everyone was getting a glimpse of how she's been feeling in her drunken state. We kept reassuring her that her mother is definitely proud of her. Money does not equal success. But it's hard to convince her when she grew up comfortable and is able to buy anything she wants whenever she wants. I know she will be successful in anything she does, I just hope she realizes it. She deserves to be happy. I just feel that not growing up with a mother, she believes she's not allowed to be happy.