This is not funny. This... this is a morality tale about the evils of sake.

Simon ,'Objects In Space'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


msbelle - Mar 31, 2006 11:15:15 am PST #7685 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

yeah.


§ ita § - Mar 31, 2006 11:27:53 am PST #7686 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

We have just started having to fill out timesheets

I despise this. The idea that I need to tally 40 hours a week irks my salaried self. It's a thing.


Jesse - Mar 31, 2006 11:36:41 am PST #7687 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Ha ha! She called! I now know the real problem with doing this over the phone instead of in person -- it went much faster because she couldn't see me sitting here writing frantically, so just kept going. Useful, though.

Tracking your time is annoying. I didn't mind the place where we just swiped in and out, but I've never had a job where my time was billed in different ways depending on what I was doing.


§ ita § - Mar 31, 2006 11:42:52 am PST #7688 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

1. Stop just declining my invites. If you're not available then, block it out on your calendar. Counteroffer a time when you are available.

2. Stop talking loudly on obviously personal phone calls while your mouth is full.

3. Please to let me go home.


Theodosia - Mar 31, 2006 11:44:37 am PST #7689 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

When I used to do the occasional phone interview, I always recorded them (with permission, of course) and took notes more as a guide to where on the tape to go to transcribe later. Because it IS hard to keep up unless you know shorthand.

Nobody in my office wants to work late. Although there's a stiff breeze up here, it's like 72 out, and sunshiney. For the first time, I'm regretting my 'new' car (bought Oct.) doesn't have a sunroof!


Jessica - Mar 31, 2006 11:49:33 am PST #7690 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

DH records all his phone interviews with a cheapie wiretap from Radio Shack -- basically one end plugs into the phone, and the other end into the mic jack of any recording device. It's quite handy.


Jesse - Mar 31, 2006 11:50:55 am PST #7691 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

If I have anything to say about it, this was my last phone interview, so I'm just beefing up my notes now and calling it a day.


Dana - Mar 31, 2006 12:00:34 pm PST #7692 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I think it was a little unfair that I had to miss shrift day, but I was out doing various things and shopping, and I got a very nice pair of pants for $8.50.


§ ita § - Mar 31, 2006 12:01:15 pm PST #7693 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I think it was a little unfair that I had to miss shrift day, but I was out doing various things and shopping, and I got a very nice pair of pants for $8.50.

You were busy having a thrift day. I think it'll be okay in the end.


shrift - Mar 31, 2006 12:04:39 pm PST #7694 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Okay. That was weird. A coworker told me to have a great weekend, and then told me to be careful. Twice.

Is there a hit out on me that I don't know about? WTF?