I swear to god I just checked the Word files I have open and was like "my Word's still up. Huh."
It's all connected you know.
Buffy ,'Get It Done'
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I swear to god I just checked the Word files I have open and was like "my Word's still up. Huh."
It's all connected you know.
You pressed the "deliver" key, didn't you?
I didn't know. I swear, it looked like the OK key.
I've been asked to print out an entire website, and I'm having trouble controlling my guilt at the waste of paper.
I've been asked to print out an entire website, and I'm having trouble controlling my guilt at the waste of paper.
Can you use a smaller font to save paper?
That would really annoy me too.
And I just got an e-mail saying that I didn't get the job I've been interviewing for.
Ah, Monday.
(I'm not crushed, because I had a sneaking suspicion that I didn't have enough technical experience. But still.)
awww.. sean has a girlfriend.
Sean, you sly dog you.
I'm voting the hockey little league for favourite Simpsons episode. "I'm full of chocolate!"
Can you use a smaller font to save paper?
No. It's a bunch of different links, that I then have to click on and print. It's very frustrating. I know that one day a tree is going to kill me, and I'm not even going to be upset, because it's only fair. I have to do stuff like this all the time. Worse is when I print out one sheet, and get my boss to mark it up with corrections, before I then print out a million sheets for everybody on the merge list, and she'll change her mind about what she wants in it after I've printed out a million copies. I really really wish she was more confident about doing stuff on the computer sometimes. I mean, I don't mind going out of my way, or helping her, or setting up her mailbox-- emptying the trash, starting an address book, etc., or showing her how to fix fonts in Word, and that sort of stuff, and she's honestly great to work for, but man. I have some horrible paper karma coming my way. I can feel it.
Christ in a rowboat, Word just crashed.
We are so having the same day. Except mine was a database, and I was in the middle of a complicated file transfer. And the new code they implemented last week on one of our websites doesn't display in IE, and they only told us after we said WTF?! Oh, and if I don't keep a sharp eye on the file server, it's probably going to crash sometime soon, and my boss is in Chicago all week.
I need alcohol. Or a rifle. Or maybe a convenient coma.
I need alcohol. Or a rifle. Or maybe a convenient coma.
Either of the first two, if applied carefully, can result in the third.