Unfortunately, the woman in my office who is perfume-sensitive is also a total pain in the ass about nearly everything else, so it always makes me suspicious that she's just being a pain in the ass about the perfume, too.

Woman I used to share an office with used to come back from lunch and all but shower in body spray. Developed an allergy to all scented products and had to discontinue all use. I took it a sign that G*d likes me best.

Woman I used to share an office with used to come back from lunch and all but shower in body spray. Developed an allergy to all scented products and had to discontinue all use.

She's going to have to be more careful about her nooners from now on, isn't she?

I was just coming here to post that clock (and stare at sarameg), but someone made me work instead.

tracked to a disgruntled ex-employee!

sarameg, how did this person get the survey?

Is anyone making constructive negative comments or suggestions? Because if they just need to vent, fine. But here's a chance to make a difference; take it, people.

She's going to have to be more careful about her nooners from now on, isn't she?

Probably. As I understand that body-rashes (her allergic reaction - Ha!) make them harder to come by.

Whew, Kalshane. At least your nightmare CIO is not my former nightmare. I dreamt last night that it was him, and I felt so guilty for having exported my problems to another Buffista. (Like I had anything to do with his ouster here.) Here's hoping your CIO keeps up the short-timer MO.

No, no reason for guilt. And thanks.

Snow is still coming down, though rather pitifully. I doubt I'll even have to shovel tonight.

I was just coming here to post that clock (and stare at sarameg)

Hey, what'd I do?! That thing would head straight out the window.

sarameg, how did this person get the survey?

It's online and we also sent out an email to the users on file. The survey is to the entire community which we serve, of which he is a part.

There are some good comments, but you know how these things are. A fair amount of "it's too haaaard. You suuuck" from purported professionals.

I thought I knew how to hate on people. Then I took this job and found heretofore unplumbed depths of hatred, like black tar pits of the soul. Sometimes I feel like I'm turning into Dr. Clayton Forrester. You know, when I catch myself trying to blow up a client's head using the power of my mind.

when I catch myself trying to blow up a client's head using the power of my mind.

You're so almost out of there. Do they know yet?

when I catch myself trying to blow up a client's head using the power of my mind.

On the upside, if you ever get this to work it'll look amazing on your resume.