You know what I hate-- when people at work don't give you enough information. So you ask for it. And they refer you to something that has already been sent, implying that you did not read.
Pretty much happens to me every day. Which is why my coworkers can hear my yelling "They did not put PSYCHIC in my job description, jackhole!" on a daily basis.
In fact, ha ha, it happened to me
just now,
and I freaked out my coworker by flailing around and mangling paperwork.
Chair tattoos. That's right - people with tattoos of chairs.
Not work-safe. (There's a big icon-link that's naughty.)
Who wudda' thunk - tattoos of chairs killed Natter....
Have just OD'ed on brownies. It only took one. Dang.
Today is gorgeous! Why must I grade?
Timelies all!
We're finally picking up our proof books from the wedding tonight. Mind you, all the albums and individual ordered photos have long since been delivered, but the photographer forgot he still had the proof books until a few days ago. Oops...
I want to know more about the people who got those chair tattoos.
So, OK, I didn't make the hard calls. Would it be really cheesy to call after people have left work? I did, OTOH, do dishes and make chili.
That's why it is on the Onion website?
As Jess said, sometimes it's good to click on the links. At work, I don't always do that, to keep the profile low.
Hey, the Associated Press came to our school today, doing this article on No Child Left Behind, and standarized testing. And I got interviewed for like 20 minutes! So if you see an Erin G. at a charter school in KCMO, spouting off about testing (with a woefully lopsided bun and NO GODDAMN LIPSTICK!) it's me.
Hee.