Yesterday sucked. I was all set to tell everyone about it and ask for punctuation, but I thought I would catch up on the last three days of Bitches that I hadn't had a chance to read yet. Now, all I want to do is give punctuation away. It seems that the last few days have been altogether too difficult.
{{{{Teppy}}}} Idiot!Boy is, well, an idiot. We have some fine men at b.org and I know some others, so I can't say that men suck. But this one clearly does. I think that JZ put it best when she said "my dearest hope for him is that the next woman he falls hard for turns out to be an unrepentant Bush supporter with head lice," and I totally want to steal the curse for future use. You are beautiful and smart and I can't wait to have the opportunity to meet you in person.
Sparky, I'm glad there was just car damage. Perspective is a beautiful thing. I understand your mixed feelings, though. I was once broadsided by a motorcyclist who wasn't wearing a helmet. My first thoughts were for her safety because, motorcyclist and no helmet. Then she started cursing at me as if it were my fault, even though it wasn't. And frankly, the things she said are things that never should be said, regardless of fault. Anyway, my concern for her safety dropped dramatically at that point.
Regarding my crappy day, I just have to say:
a) Regarding jury duty, why don't they call juries for silly things, like spitting gum out on the sidewalk? There are some cases where you really don't even want to know the stuff that they tell you during jury selection, much less what will come out in the trial.
b) Regarding life, I really hate it when I screw up big. I can make all sorts of justifications and excuses after the fact, but that sinking feeling is just awful.
c) Regarding friends, cleaning someone else's house, as opposed to your own, can actually be fun, especially if you do it with the person after you have each had a crappy day and can really talk. It's almost as good as ice cream. Not quite, but almost.
(2) You have me calling everything/everyone "[thing]aboo." I hope you're happy.
Well, that's the correct way to refer to everything/everyone most of the time. At least it is in my head.
It is exciting to see all the good job stuff going on. Contined job ~ma to all who need it. And Susan, your perspective on this is perfect. Sounds like it was good practice! Was this the possible New York interview, or the local company?
Another successful interview to report thanks to the powerful Buffista jobma.
Interviewer was kind of going in blind. She didn't even know what position she was supposed to interview me for. However, this was mainly a "does she really know that stuff she put on her resume" interview. Since I do, bar was pretty low.
Now comes the communication with the boss, then the client, then the boss and the firm that's going to be my nominal employer, and me and the glayvin...
Most of my concerns are around the travel requirements, because I'm not gonna be a road warrior again when the only thing to recommend it is a paycheck.
But that's tomorrow's problem. Thanks for helping me get through today.
You Bitches are AWESOME!!!!
Peevaboo?
Well, no. But I'll buy you a treat if you call him that the next time we see you!
Yay, Astarte! Go you.
I just got an e-mail with a job offer. This means I have two offers sitting out there and one more probably coming in. I have absolutely no fucking clue what to do. I talked about it in therapy today, and tonight I'm supposed to make a pros/cons list for two of the positions. I wasn't supposed to get an offer BEFORE I finished that little exercise.
I should be thrilled. I know that. But, right now, this is very, very stressful. And I don't know how to let the third place know that I've got two offers sitting out there and I need them to make one or lose me. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
I just got upsold by a guy at Dell.
I feel dirty.
Plus side, extra printer cartridges, though.
But I only meant to spend $20, honest.
Susan, sounds like you've got great perspective on this. And you're exactly right, in a few more interviews you will hit the right combo and whatnot.
vw is wise. She may play X-box briefly.
I get distracted by my own imagination. Instead of concentrating on what is being said, I imagine the person on the other end of the line making faces at what I say. And then I begin to make faces at what they say in retaliation. Before too long, I'm imagining my mother yelling at me to not make faces like that lest my face get stuck that way and I've got no clue what the question was.
snerk
Regarding life, I really hate it when I screw up big. I can make all sorts of justifications and excuses after the fact, but that sinking feeling is just awful.
Ugh. I hate, and know, this feeling.
Well, no. But I'll buy you a treat if you call him that the next time we see you!
I'm pretty sure we could take up a collection.
Ro, you rock! (my brain is saying, "Yo ... Ro!" over and over and over and it won't stop.)
edit: Huh. For all I quoted, I had very little to actually say.
Well, no. But I'll buy you a treat if you call him that the next time we see you!
I would fear for my life.
