::passes Nicole virtual Aleve. thinks. passes Nicole a bunch of lovely alcohol.:: (stoopit formatting skills)
Feel better , hon.
Have I told you guys this story? When I was working in my last office, my mom used to call all the time. What she usually wanted was for me to pick up a loaf of bread or a jug of milk on my way home. My boss always asked if everything was okay, and over time, she'd simply ask, "Bread or milk?"
It was a surprise to see her at the funeral home when my dad died, but a welcome one. I met her in the center of the room and she gave me a huge hug. "How's your mom? She holding up okay?"
I said yes, and she held on and continued. "Is there anything she needs? Bread or milk?"
It so took me by surprise I shouted in laughter. We both stood there in the middle of the room shaking with giggles, hugging each other and trying to pretend we were crying. I'll never forget her for that, and I'll always be grateful.
On conference call with most annoying people EVAR. So full of shit. Yuck.
Dying of the shitbagginess...
Beverly, that's the best story ever!
That is a lovely story. What a great boss.
So, what's the craziest question people have gotten during job interviews?
Him: Have you read
The Lord of the Rings?
Me: (delighted, if bemused)Yes!
Him: Okay then - how many rings were there altogether?
Me: Well... Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
So that's twenty. There were twenty.
Him: Very good! Now I have a theory that the One Ring is not the one that the Dark Lord had, but that it's a seperate ring. So they could still make a sequel to the movie trilogy.
Me: (boggling) No, fuckwit! What medication are you on? Wow, that's, er, really clever! I never thought of that!
This was my FormerBoss, the guy at the first school I worked at in Cairo. The king of crazy unprofessionalism.
...really, I have only myself to blame for not realising right off the bat that he was a few sandwiches short of a picnic.
Headdesk
Ok, I have to work while I'm here in Seattle. I have been struggling to get into my work network. I finally get in and start doing my thing only to encounter an error in one of my programs that requires Corporate to research and fix.
#&*$^%##*()(^
People...it is not like I WANT to work remotely. I only have a few hours each day to work on homework and work-work and this is killing them.
Closes eyes and remembers the wonderful company from last night.
Very good! Now I have a theory that the One Ring is not the one that the Dark Lord had, but that it's a seperate ring.
Shit, Frodo's gonna be PISSED.
I have yoga'd.
I am afeard I am too fat to yoga.
Also, I cannot get this woman from the Hawthorne on the phone! (I am calling to see if anything is feasible for F2F-age)
We have now had our departmental interview with today's candidate. We didn't ask her anything crazy. She called herself a "people-person" which I count as a strike against, for using the phrase.
