Dawn ,'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Got an immediate e-mail response of "No, thanks." Does that seem stupid to anyone else?
It's stupid because they rejected you. But from the employer POV, I can understand, because B2B writing and editing are a different skill from other kinds of writing (and I say this as someone who's written for the trade and consumer press). It's not a bad filtering tool if they really don't want to do any training, though "no, thanks" for a job you think you could do always sucks.
For those keeping track, the lemon pound cake is amazing.
Ugh. I have a "Okay, so we fucked up" meeting in ten minutes. Not only is there nothing we can do about it (the project is cancelled due to things other than us having made a mistake), but it's been rescheduled 4 or more times, because one of my co-workers keeps being vague about his availability. He's a mandatory attendee, and he's not in yet. In fact, neither of the attendees from my team are here yet.
Katie-bo-batie, how was your birthday?
Very quiet, thanks. I'm going out to celebrate later in the week; yesterday I just hung around the apartment and Didn't Go To Work whee.
In fact, neither of the attendees from my team are here yet.
You need to fit them with little shock-collars, and carry the remote with you wherever you go. Train them by administering increasingly longer shocks until they show up.
because B2B writing and editing are a different skill from other kinds of writing
Okay, yes, that makes some sense, she said reluctantly. I could so kick ass at that job, though.
It's just another one of those damn duck nibble things. Why do I not have my Zyrtec yet? Why was I up half the night with my sinuses throbbing in pain? Why does the universe not conform to my will?
For those keeping track, the lemon pound cake is amazing.
Phew. Such a relief.
Except for the part where I don't have any, or anything resembling it.
Eeek. I can't find a form it took two hours to fill out yesterday, and that recreating would take at least another hour.
I hope my boss just took it off my desk for unknown reasons and put it some place I can't find, and that I didn't accidentally throw it away at the end of the day yesterday. (This has been known to happen, sadly.)
For those keeping track, the lemon pound cake is amazing.
Phew. Such a relief.
Except for the part where I don't have any, or anything resembling it.
Yeah. What -t said.
It's just another one of those damn duck nibble things. Why do I not have my Zyrtec yet?
t sits with Dana in the nibbled by ducks corner
I haven't been able to make it to the pharmacy to refill my Zyrtec prescription and I had to go to the dentist this morning.
Still don't have any cavities, but my mouth is still kind of sore from their implements of torture. Maybe I'll have soup for lunch...
And ... the only remaining meeting attendee had the wrong room, so I ended up waiting a scant five minutes (as opposed to a lengthy and luxuriating five) and bolting back for my desk, having left a "call me" message.
Turns out ... he's totally not mad at us for messing up.
However, I'm mad at my co-workers for SCHEDULING ANOTHER 9AM MEETING and not bothering to decline my meeting. Pissed.