The second pair look like part of a uniform from a bad sci fi movie.

It's not a bad movie if it has Ming the Merciless in it!

"I'm" boots would actually be okay if it weren't for the big honking fugly medallions on the ankles

I believe my reaction was, "I can't believe you did something like that to perfectly good shoes."

being Irregular Choice, they frustrate every possibility of cuteitude and come only in that hideous decaying turquoise/lime puke, so oh well

I know exactly what you mean. I would wear these if they didn't have spats, green metallic snake leather and all!

Irregular Choice is what you would find on your feet if you dropped acid while inside the Dalí museum in Figueres.

Just had a sort-of review with my supervisor as he was explaining the new bonus setup, on the lines of "You're more than meeting that goal, so that's OK." Last night as I was leaving, the head of the department stopped me in the hall to complement me on my work. Trying to be modest, I said, "It's my job." He muttered, "I wish everyone thought that way." I found out today that yesterday someone got fired, someone I wasn't at all surprised to hear had gotten fired. He has offthewall ideas on how to fix things and would take long treks through Windows when it was one setting in our program.

The thing is, I don't feel I work that hard--witness me being here right now. How bad of slackers are my co-workers, that I'm getting all this praise?

Love the hazard pay story. It's nice to know some companies have actual humans working in them.

Boots cracked me up. Funny thing is that I found myself attaching the names "Lindsay," "Jessica," "Britney," and "Paris" to individual pairs.

I stood in line behind a woman wearing these boots. [link]

I think I've found something worse than legwarmers.

I'd wear these [link] if they didn't have that weird bow.

Funny thing is that I found myself attaching the names "Lindsay," "Jessica," "Britney," and "Paris" to individual pairs.

Wrod.

The thing is, I don't feel I work that hard--witness me being here right now. How bad of slackers are my co-workers, that I'm getting all this praise?

Maybe it's a question of productivity? My sister's complaint about working in an office was always that everyone else took twice as long to complete something as she did, so why shouldn't she be able to leave earlier than they did? In the classroom, there are inevitably people who finish tasks much earlier than the others, it doesn't mean I think the slower ones are slacking (okay, sometimes, it does).

I'd love to get a pair of long boots, but I have honkin' calves, and I've never tried on a pair that I could get to zip up.

Maybe it's a question of productivity?

Possibly. I try to feel guilty about the work I could be doing, then I find out that customers are mentioning me by name to supervisors and bosses as one of the best and I think "There's a place in the world for 'good enough' if 'good enough' makes people happy." If nothing else, it keeps my work stress levels down. Everybody wins.