Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Was this a sign?
this is the story of DH's 10th day at work.
After everyone else has left DH finds out that a whole bunch of lap tops have to have a whole bunch of software on them by 9am. he's the only one there to do anything. so he gathers laptops , throws them in a conference room, and goes to gather the software needed. One piece - is locked in someone's desk. It shouldn't be. but he goes looking and attempting to get into the desk. finally , he takes a crowbar to the desk. Spends most of the night getting laptops ready. Works the next day - he's a hero. plus , because he used a crowbar - extra cool points. ( except for the person whose desk he broke into )
Good side: he proves that he is inovative, and will do what it takes to get the job done. Plus the co starts paying more attention to how software is managed - including putting stuff on the server so it can be installed from there
Bad side: DH ends up in the emergency room the next night due to something he picked up eating bad food. and we find out that it isn't unusal for things to be so badly planned that last minute all nighters are not unusal.
Oh my, that year flew by.
Happy Birthday, MAL!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cindy, that's creepy. I would call the non-emergency police number, if it were me.
I will if he comes back. I had just run out, and the car was there when I got home. I called Scott on the cell and just talked to him for a moment, when I got out of my car, the car was still there (I couldn't tell until I got out of the car, because of the way our land rises). I gave Scott the plate number and kept him on the phone until I went through the house (I had stupidly left the house unlocked, because I'd only run down the street, which is probably half the reason I felt creeped out). By the time I was done going through the house, the car was gone. Had it not been, I would have called the police, then.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAL!! What a big boy!!
Emeline slept in her own room last night. No waking up, no fussing, just all night long sleepies. WHOOOT!
beth, is that the job he's trying to escape? Good luck to him with the f2f interview.
YAY, Em!
Happy birthday, Mal!
Yay, Sleepyhead-Em!
Thanks for the good wishes. DH just called to say he talked to the boss, who is trying to find a way to make him stay by rearranging projects to give him more interesting stuff, but since the problem is the boss' management style, my DH is still on the side of resigning.
Have Tep tell you the story about the Uncontrollable Kids and Their Fun Little Carts.
"Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie!"
(Yeah, those were 2 kids who most certainly did NOT need sugar.)
Best possible outcome ~ma Sparky.
Yay Em! Way to give Mom a break there.
Oh my, it doesn't seem possible. Happy Anniversary of Motherhood Raq!
Much interview ~ma to Matt.
There could be more, but it is back to work for me.
Hippo birdy, Mal.
Yay, Em!
Job~ma to Sparky's DH and to Matt.
Getting better~ma to Anne and a steady stream of it to vw.
Good stuff all around to all bitches.
I am as glad to hear billytea's good news as I am sad to hear Gris'. I'm also sorry work has gone so downhill for Hec.
I maybe had other things I was going to comment on, but the Tep and SA hottness left me bro. Ken.
Oh, right.... Happy Birthday Mallory
