One year in college I had a class at 8:30 ...
I dropped a class once because it was at 8:30 at (only ita will get this reference) Stewart Bio, up by the law school.
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One year in college I had a class at 8:30 ...
I dropped a class once because it was at 8:30 at (only ita will get this reference) Stewart Bio, up by the law school.
I accidentally committed shoe purchase.
This. I love.
I don't think your work life has been any better than headdesk for even two consecutive days since I've known you.
I know I complain a lot, but it has had its good days. I think. I mean, they have been very accomodating of this craxy softball schedule and all the travel. Plus, I still have that $500 bonus that I haven't spent (SHOCKING!).
Oooh, more work ranting!
So, Spazwoman!Consultant says to my coworker, "Quasi!OfficeManager (who's been on maternity for two weeks) said we can't have radios in here." And then walks right past another coworker, who's PLAYING A RADIO. @@
Problems with this: Quasi!OfficeManager never said anything about no radios. There's no company-wide policy about radios. She walked RIGHT PAST someone else and said nothing. And, she invoked the name of our actual "supervisor", since she's technically a consultant and has no influence on us.
Why I think this happened? Coworker listens to conservative talk radio (which isn't my cup of tea either, but she's not obnoxious about the volume). She always turns things off during tours (which is why this came up today), so it shouldn't be a problem. I think Spazwoman!Consultant just has an issue with what my coworker listens to, and that's discriminating no matter how you slice it.
tries to take blood from "boiling" to "mild simmer"...
Pop culture run amuk? The whole firm just got a farewell email from the NY copy center supervisor, who is retiring after 33 years. It starts out:
I didn't intend to appear as following the footsteps of Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Carribean. Ahead of him he has his golden treasures; ahead of me I have my golden years. The new dawn has come, the sails are up and the winds are strong to embark on this next journey of mine called retirement.
Is he going to be eaten by a Kraken ?!?
eta for whitefont, cause i'm dumb...
What's the retiree's position on eyeliner?
Ok, I have discovered my love for Rockabilly fashion. I am on a quest for a pink bowling shirt. I wonder if the make pink bowling shoes...
What's the retiree's position on eyeliner?
I'm not sure. I wonder what would happen if I asked.