Oh yeah, I wish I could get a cabbie's card! A bunch of yellow cab drivers live in my neighborhood, and how convenient would THAT be?

in all honesty - giving me his # is a way to cut out the car service he works for. he could just take my payments as straight cash and not give them a cut.

Jesse - no need to be a smartass. everyone knows that social strangers are different than work strangers. diffferent rules.

ok, ita - why not use a few of those #s in your cell phone that are just sitting there. hmmmm.

Did the world just end?

I TAKE DAYS OFF!!!

Okay, day. Although I did miss Tuesday¹ due to the migraine. Friday's my scheduled off day.

Oh, I'd be all over kissing the boys, except I don't have any to kiss, and would therefore need to go places to obtain them, to inform them of kissability. Well, I need to work out who the hell they are too. So much work. I think I'll just have a lie down instead.

¹: Upon returning Wednesday, I was greeted with a very sincere "You've been gone a while!"

eta:

why not use a few of those #s in your cell phone that are just sitting there

If you'd looked in my cell, you'd understand what sort of thing you're suggesting

except I don't have any to kiss

any of those ones in your classes. go. take. kiss.

is your cell fried? you have #s, go on.

By the way, the only reason I am posting right now is that I am taking my first Actuallunchhour! of the new job to sneak in some reading and posting. It feels like I am cheating, in totally the good way. Yay!

eta:

I TAKE DAYS OFF!!!

Uh huh. And how much time did you spend thinking about Krav so far today?

any of those ones in your classes. go. take. kiss.

not. going. to. krav.

See the viscous circle?

People are REALLY STUPID.

I have an injured rotator cuff. I need to do exercises to keep it un-injured. One of my prescribed exercises is "scaption depresson"; unfortunately, although my physiotherapist had a machine that isolated scaption depression, my company's gym does not.

Me to random trainer: "I need to isolate scaption depression, can you help?"
Random trainer: Gee, I don't know, ask Rita.
Me to Rita: I need to isolate...
Rita: No, I don't know anything about that. You need to talk to company physical therapist.
Me to CPT: I need to isolate scaption depression.
CPT: I can't talk to you unless you have a workman's comp-related injury. Anyway, the trainers know more about the gym than I do; I don't even go there.
Me: The trainers sent me to you.
CPT: ...
Not gonna help you.
Me to trainer: PLEASE will you tell me about scaption depression?
Trainer: You need a weight room orientation. Sign up for an appointment.

How frelling hard is it to know which muscle groups are worked by which machines and/or weights?

Perkins, we are having lunch together (don't do the math). bad job. no biscuit.

Cheat away, Perkins!

I haven't gone to lunch yet.

I fell into a big project this week for my boss' boss, and my boss' other boss. (That is to say, on two entirely branches of the org-chart.) Both of whom were reporting to a Really Big Partner who wanted the info for a partner meeting.

Which was stressful because it was short notice and complicated and required lots of effort. But it was good because I'm the only person who could really do it, and I did a really good job and I needed a project to shine on.

Which I did.

But today they wanted new reports which have taken up all available lunch space. They're done now, though. Also an immediate boss is gone this afternoon. So, I'm thinking there may be a wee bit of sliding this afternoon.