Oh, great. Now I'm picturing wearing a collar for Nicole.

And I don't have a bunk at work, dammit.

Some co-workers don't know when they've got it good, is all I can say.

Pretty Boy refuses to wear a collar and is being a pissy little girl about the whole stupid servitude game. Whatev.

He probably pictured you in a collar and is suffering from terrible disappointment because he won't get to see it. I think you should accidentially have one in your desk drawer for him to accidentially see when he walks by. Make the Pretty Boy cry!

Today I asked for a volunteer to announce something at a faculty meeting because I will be on vacation that particular day and not one person could bring themselves to say, "I'll do it." Wankers. They suggested I ask the one person who didn't make today's meeting.

Karl, I would faint dead away from Too Much Hotness if I were so lucky as to get you into a collar. So very looking forward to seeing you again in SF in May.

Pretty Boy shall from this day forward be known as Pissy Boy. Or perhaps Pissy Girl. Not sure yet. Either way I'd like him to leave my office now and stop chatting with my office mate because even the sound of his voice is ticking me off.

Today I asked for a volunteer to announce something at a faculty meeting because I will be on vacation that particular day and not one person could bring themselves to say, "I'll do it." Wankers. They suggested I ask the one person who didn't make today's meeting.

WTF? Can you just assign someone or does it have to be volunteer?

Can you just assign someone or does it have to be volunteer?

I can ask someone pointedly to do it and try to guilt them into it, which will probably work. However, half the people in this meeting are, in some way, my bosses, so technically I can't tell them to do anything because they gave me this problem area to manage.

However, it makes me crazy that these people who want us to be taken seriously by the faculty won't go talk to them.

Pokes into thread.

Hi All. CJ and I have had a sick day at home. We have finally made it out of bed and are now watching movies and slugging about in the family room. Meh - I want to go back to bed.

Hec, I'm sorry to hear about your layoff. If you're interested in staying with legal firms, I've seen lots of those jobs about. So that's good anyway. And at least you have leeway to collect unemployment if they lay you off rather than them driving you to quit.

I read all the posts but my teeny brain has already forgotten so much so ~ma to all who need it. (I think Matt needed jobma, hein?)

Luckily, I remembered suddenly that Piedmont Adult School's registration starts today so I got into their Career & Life Planning Workshop for Women, which sold out last time. Now if only Berkeley Adult School's A+ Certification classes were happening earlier than May...

I don't *WANT* to be responsible and buy groceries.

I want to buy stuff from Old Navy. And eBay. And I want new make-up.

And I want new make-up.

Perhaps some face cream for hookers?

I want all new clothes. And shoes. And liposuction.

Instead I'll spend about $100 or more at PetSmart for the beasties then stop at Super Target for groceries and then the remainder of my riches will likely go toward the mortgage.

Being an adult is HARD.