Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
[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.
Call and give them a number they can reach you at, Suzi. And if they happen to reassure you and say that everything is fine while you are on the phone, all to the good.
Today is a friend of mine's birthday - 6/6/67. He's a sweet guy and far from demonic - and not named Damien.
My work extension is 7666.
I'm gonna walk around the building and get some tea. If that doesn't clear my head, I'll call. I just hate trying to get info from the nurses station. Last time she was admitted, I was told that she had been sent home by whoever answered the phone when she had just been moved to a different room. I'm not in the mood for misinformation.
Suzi, send me your number and the nurses' station number, and I will call pretending to be your secretary.
Oh my God, I'm searching through the guy's Sent Mail and getting bogged down in the numerous, numerous e-mails sent in response to Craigslist ads. The dude is 40, and I just found one he sent to a girl who's 19. WHAT THE HELL, DUDE?!
There are so many of these damn e-mails, so many women he corresponded with. They're getting in the way! I have enough subject lines to scroll down without them!
{{SuziQ}} I wish you calmness.
Perkins - I don't have the number for the nurse's station. I'm feeling less overwhelmed now. I'll give it some more time. I hate it when my brain bitch-slaps me.
Suzi, send me your number and the nurses' station number, and I will call pretending to be your secretary.Perkins actually is the nicest.
I just went to Sephora, and I now have glitter/shimmer on my arm, even though I didn't test anything with glitter in it. It's like you can't escape Sephora without contracting a glitter virus.
I got an email a little while ago from a candidate for one of our jobs (she turned us down) who asked me to look into a gift basket filled with goodies that she sent to all of us as a thank-you. The ex-candidate hadn't heard from the Boss to say it arrived.
Turns out, the gift basket was delivered to the Boss over a week ago and she hasn't shared!
This is grounds for mutiny, isn't it?
this is grounds for mutiny, isn't it?
Morally yes. Sufficient grounds for risking job/raises NSM. If your boss is the sort to take it in good part, might be grounds for really heavy kidding.
This is grounds for mutiny, isn't it?
nah. looking down your nose and talking about her behind her back is acceptable.