Dear East Coast Committee Members:
There is no f-ing way I will conference call with you at 10 a.m. Eastern. Do the math.
Signed,
Librarian on Pacific Time
Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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Dear East Coast Committee Members:
There is no f-ing way I will conference call with you at 10 a.m. Eastern. Do the math.
Signed,
Librarian on Pacific Time
In other news, I've been given a new job responsibility because I knocked my last assignment out of the park (doing stuff for the Dean tends to put tasks into higher visibility.) Um, yay? Or, you know, NSM. I don't know. Will have to reassess later. Or not.
I'm just glad they didn't yell at me about my internet useage.
Librarian on Pacific Time
Want me to rough some peeps up? They sound like they work for my uni.
I will have to get some Oktoberfest though. Is it a lager or ale?
Lager, but it's pretty full flavored - I like it. It's on at both Canal Street and Salem that I know of (Salem will be getting this year's Handsome Devil on tap starting Sept. 1).
I do enjoy self medicating with beer every once in a while. Check that. Every night.
Want me to rough some peeps up? They sound like they work for my uni.
They don't work for your university... they're all firm librarians so I wouldn't recommend roughing them up (too many lawyers).
Your Dean knows your name? ::boggles:: My Dean and I live on the same block, pass each other on the street/in the hall all the time, my picture hangs outside his office... and yet I doubt he knows my name.
I do enjoy self medicating with beer every once in a while. Check that. Every night.
Canal Street being only a slight detour on my way to the train home has proven to be a useful if sometimes dangerous thing. I'm just glad the Salem location is way off the direct path or I'd never get home.
nah, the Dean doesn't but his assistant does. I don't think he does. Although apparantly my manager was reading a funny email I wrote to him and some other director, while they were on the road.
No, I just handled some running around on a dean-level donation and so there were lots of eyes on me. Since I didn't FUBAR it, now I'm like a genius or something.
With the constant pain I've been having (back as well as tooth) I can't eat, drink, sit down, or stand up without pain... and I am starting to lose it.
Oh, lordy, I'm sorry. I hope the massage helps. Back pain just bleeds into everything you try to do. So very much of the suck.
Dean doesn't but his assistant does.
Probably where the power lies anyway.
Dean: Who's that supercompetent one who helped us out last time?
Assistant: Nora Dierdre. Sign this, and this, and this and we'll get her on the next project.
Heh. And congrats on the job Calli!