It's 50 something degrees outside, and the air conditioning is on in the office.
As always, coming to work was my mistake. I would have been here at 8AM had my battery not died, necessitating calling roadside assistance for a jump, and then sitting at NTB for an hour and a half while they replaced the battery.
Dude, I freak out if I forget to lock my computer when I've left non-work-related browser windows open for a minute while in the bathroom.
Ha. I should probably worry more about that, but eh.
At least I'm not leaving mortgage documents lying around like my former boss.
If you have a problem with Rumsfeld, then you'll have to take it up with God, because that's who's telling Rumsfeld what to do. At least according the chairman of Joint Chiefs of Staff.
[link]
A guy who eventually became a senior VP at the large utility company I worked at once made up an org chart with him in it with a fake promotion. He left it in the copy machine. After the buzz went around that he was an up-and-comer, he actually got a promotion. Many people attributed his early success to the fake org chart.
eta: added dangling preposition
Man, sometimes I wish I were an evil genius.
Many people attributed his early success to the fake org chart.
Or maybe he's a precog.
Maybe he got promoted *because* he's a precog.
Maybe he got promoted *because* he's a precog.
Well if he was a precog and stated that he was going to get a promotion, the management would have to promote him or risk a temporal disruption that would result in a subspace rift and would destroy the entire planet.
He got the promotions because he was as devious as hell. He was also one of those people with a freaky talent for remembering names. He could recognize at least a third of the 12,000 people in the company, and usually remembered what they did and some other personal detail about them.
"You've got to know your Shakespeare, but...if you do, collect these texts and you can just playfully kick butt the way wizards do."
Brush up your Shakespeare;
Start quoting him now.
Brush up your Shakespeare;
And the geeks will all kowtow.