It's always possible. It just may be far to expensive.
I almost always say "Yes, we can certainly do that." Then I come up with a cost for it and make it someone else's problem to come up with the money. It makes a lot of my major pain in the ass problems go away.
I almost always say "Yes, we can certainly do that." Then I come up with a cost for it and make it someone else's problem to come up with the money. It makes a lot of my major pain in the ass problems go away.
I love NoiseDesign.
It's a pure and chaste love.
Honest.
Pangolin! Pangolin!
I like clementines.
So the big surprise on the way home was the main drag that hadn't been plowed. Wasn't too bad, but usually it is one of the first done, since it has MTA maintenance yards and a metro line the buses use.
Also, did a good turn for the week. A pile of credit cards was lying in the snow outside the apartment. Looking at the name, it turned out to be one of my newer neighbors. She was very relieved, and hadn't even noticed their absense. She figures she dropped them digging for her keys. I'm going to have nightmares on her behalf for weeks.
I almost always say "Yes, we can certainly do that." Then I come up with a cost for it and make it someone else's problem to come up with the money. It makes a lot of my major pain in the ass problems go away.
Sooooooo much easier than getting clients to understand "No."
SVU has gotten monumentally dumb lately. Last year, I had a minor obsession with it, despite its unworthy nature.And they waste Munch, which should Not Be Allowed.
OK, well, glad that I'm not insanely overly critical, but that sucks about the show. And, yeah, Munch deserves so much better. So much.
Yay for getting home safely, sarameg! And I polished off half a box of clementines this past weekend camping. May finish off the rest tonight. Yum.
Sooooooo much easier than getting clients to understand "No."
I love it because it means I rarely am the one saying "No." Rather it's the producer doing it, or the accounting department.
I like being the kind of person who is known for saying "yes" to things.
I succumbed to their lure this weekend. I know I can't go through 32 before they start going bad (I WANT to, but too much vitamin C makes me ooky), so I gave half to my neighbors. They loved them, so much so that the 13 year old boy was whining to me that his g-grandma and sister got more than he did because they hid them from him! So unfair! This was followed by puppy eyes to lure another from me and also to bring out Mister Kitty to visit. 13 year old boys can be quite tolerable.
More snow shit falling from the sky.
Can Mister Kitty come out to play? hee. And go you with the scurvy-prevention for all.