I'm hungry. I don't know what I want for lunch. Damn. Suggestions?
I'm going to Briazz and getting Jambalaya right now. I recommend any later lunchers doing the same.
'Serenity'
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I'm hungry. I don't know what I want for lunch. Damn. Suggestions?
I'm going to Briazz and getting Jambalaya right now. I recommend any later lunchers doing the same.
So, just as I was about to leave for lunch, a client called - two employees were getting errors trying to enter their timesheets. So I went to lunch, came back, went into the system as the two employees and... everything worked.
So, I call client back and leave a message that I can't reproduce the problem. She calls me back saying they're not having the problem anymore - "Evidently, it fixed itself."
Moral of the story - Lunch is good.
I don't get to expense things, Calli! They'd have to unchain me from my desk first.
I have handed off my billing. I await many cranky phone calls from our billing dept. Now I have refreshed my work e-mail, which leads me to say: oy with the poodles, already.
Gah! Out of stock! I want those. Geek chic indeed.
Someone who sent a rampantly bitchy message to me earlier just wrote back all sweetness and light.
I'm choosing to hold a grudge.
It's making me really look forward to leaving them all in a lurch, which means I need to start job searching pronto.
And I just noticed my departing coworker left his little buddha. I'm putting him next to my penguin.
If I promise not to post about work anymore, will y'all come back to natter?
I could talk about cats!
We'll all come back when you give notice, shrift.
ION, thank DOG, half of my grandmother's lame Christmas present finally showed up. Good thing I had it sent to my parents' house, where she also lives.
I want those. Geek chic indeed.
ita, they're in stock at uncommongoods.
Sweet, Nicole. Thanks.
Unrelatedly, I've decided I want my next date to take me the Hump restaurant. There is a problem with this. I mean, it's rude for me to want to pick where I'm taken.
It is possible that some might see the lack of anyone to go on a date with as a problem too. As to that I say...yeah, you got me there.
Still, I like the dream.
Why don't you ask out your next date and then take him there?