Laga, sadly I don't like wine. (I know, this probably means I need to turn in my Buffista card, but I'm ok with that.) Sangria has been a gateway for me so many times.... "try this, I'm sure you'll like it!" Sorry, no, still tastes like wine.

you don't like wine... how about: Dark rum, tonic and a squeeze of lime?

Rum in high-quality ginger beer is good. If you like ginger beer. I just saw a recipe for a hot toddy somewhere on LJ, and if I had any whisky in the house I might make that.

None of the above, Dana. And she's trying to correct her mistake, so I should stop bitching about it. The problem is that I'm trying to coordinate production of a document where the files are on multiple networks and people have limited or no access to some of them. If I put them all in one place only a couple of people can work on them. If I start emailing them out, I'll lose track of what is where and my head will explode.

This is what happens when the server is in California and the people doing the revisions are in Colorado. Argh!

And she's trying to correct her mistake

Nope, definitely not my old coworker.

And I'll stop with the jokes and just sympathize. At least it won't be your problem much longer?

We've had an ongoing document version clusterfuck here for a month or more, and finally someone figured out that it was thanks to someone saving it on her desktop, and going back to that version instead of the network one. OOPS.

Thanking doesn't bother me; first person singular pronouns by machines REALLY BUG. Citibank, your ATMS are the worst abuser in this category. It goes along with their idiotic campaigns where they thank you for treating them like shit. You're a big bank, act like it!

Or, alternatively, if you're my best friend and know me so well, ask me up front if what I want to do is what I do nine times out of ten that I use an ATM! This is my issue. Why do I have to tell them every time how much cash I want, and that I want a receipt. It's the same as last time!! I'm a regular! I want the usual! If you're so goddamned ready to help me.

Sometimes stupid people are funny: [link]

Oh, and my going away party for my coworker was, to the naked eye, IDENTICAL to every other going away party we've had. I still don't understand what all the fucking drama was about.

Aieee! Someone forwarded an email to her coworkers where I say she's better organised than all the rest of them.

Showoff, flake, who knows?

Man, my bank has increased my limit on my line of credit by $5K. While I appreciate the vote of confidence, it screws me up when applying for a mortgage. Now, I'm going to have to in there and get them to reduce it.

Someone forwarded an email to her coworkers where I say she's better organised than all the rest of them.

Hey, that's totally uncool! Way more uncool than what I did to Dana earlier today!