I’ve never been one to loathe Mondays. Mondays like spring, to me, is a chance to start anew the week. It’s full of possibilities and promise, a chance to make my week!

This Monday had potential; walking to work, Ryan Adams was crooning his cover of Oasis’ ‘Wonderwall’ on my MP3 player… He said maybe I ‘m gonna be the one that saves him, and I was his wonderwall. It was all very romantic and a bit deranged for thinking he was singing to me personally, but you get the picture.

It was a gorgeous spring morning, clear blue skies and a sunny cool day. At work however it appears my mini-boss wants to rain on my parade! She tells me this morning that “we’re losing ground” because I issued about 100 licenses less than my weekly average. I’m sorry but did that bitch say ‘We’ are losing ground? Last time I checked I solely do the work! She just yaks about her rich husband and perfect children all day!

And I think her silly criticism is just an ego trip, see, the big boss is on vacation in England and she wants to feel important, plus she hates me because I’m beautiful and her ‘rich’ husband is probably cheating on her, hey… the possibilities are endless!

I work my ass off for this stupid company; I’ve taken on more than I was initially supposed to, I don’t see the gratitude or the money. I receptionist quit on us a month ago and I’ve been filling in for an hour each day, Ms. mini-boss don’t seem to notice. I work two people’s jobs; I’m even my own supervisor, which is wrong on so many levels!

It wasn’t supposed to be like that! I shouldn’t even have to show up with what their paying me.

The only reason I’m still here is because I’m a wuss who doesn’t want to take chances. I like it here because its downtown, I have my own office with a nice view and it’s not that bad when mini-boss doesn’t speak, but those are just excuses. The pay’s crappy and mini-boss seems to think I’m some sort of genetically engineered superhuman.

This afternoon I went job hunting, on my way to find me a brand new shiny cool job, I saw Morgan Freeman! Yes, the Morgan Freeman!!!!

On Dunsmuir was this car on the back of a moving flat bed truck with (film) crews filming in front, in the car was Morgan Freeman! I was so excited I didn’t look to see who the other person in the driver’s seat was! They passed right by me, I thought about waving and screaming but that wouldn’t be a cool thing to do (in Vancouver) besides everyone else was going about their business normally.

Anyhooo… I still hate my job, the recruiter had the perfect job…but French is required, I don’t speak French. But when I do find that perfect job… I’ll know how to say “Take this Job and shove it!” in French.

PLAYING: Cold hard bitch - Jet

READING: Brick Lane – Monica Ali

WATCHING: Dateline NBC

QUOTE: “I don’t wanna hold hands and talk about our little plans, alright!”