The important question is, did you proceed to climb under your desk and show him how roomy it really was?? Mybae drag his head under there and bang it on the underside of the desk to prove it was a sturdy desk?

...Not that I work with lasers or anything, but quarterly fire drills are about as extensive a safety training as we get.

The kicker is that my desk is right in front of the door.

And our building is specially designed with these enormous columns deep in the ground to keep any sort of vibration to a minimum, since we deal with frequency.

I hate the 48 bosses thing!

Also, I am about to kill Earthlink live chat. I am trying to pay a past due (by 4 days) bill. The bill is $20.00. My credit card expired. I want to change to a bankdraft because I haven't activated the new card. It took them bout 5 minutes of chat before they told me that "noticed my credit card was declined" and that I should pay, so I wouldn't have this trouble! Grrr. I even told them I was past due! Also, the chatter kept saying 'Ok, fine', which probably wasn't meant to be snotty, but it sure sounded that way! He kept telling me to go to a make payment later button that was not there!

Maybe one of the 48 bosses needs to order you a new desk if the earthquake rating on the current one is not up to code.

Shit I DID actually say:

Nice solution, R. It's the one I've been proposing for the last two years.

And don't get me started on the timer on the coffee pot.

Oh, as usual, dear.

The medication must be working well, I didn't even get annoyed at the commuters on the T this morning, despite it being cold enough that the garbagemen on my commute were wearing ski masks! So I have nothing to add to Stuff I Didn't Say.

I must be losing my edge.

Is it really 3:30 EST? Because it feels like I have been at work FOREVER. This is probably because I've spent all day uncreatively avoiding work, but fuck it feels like I've been doing that ALL DAY.

Occasionally, we get emails threatening to confiscate all the toasters, coffeepots and space heaters. Everyone just shoves them into a cabinet for a couple days.

The last thing that caught fire? Was a computer. Not a toaster.

I just got out of a 90 minute meeting. It included the phrase "when we take a dump" and exorb, which is, in fact, a word, but I don't think the developer who uttered it knew that. At least half the participants were in full metal 12.

Uh-huh. I'm sure I looked like such the Jennifer Hudson fangurl. And it was probably just some flunkie of the mayor's that I couldn't be near.

I don't know. Maybe Chicago has hot flunkies!

While I admit that James Marsters needed security at Dragon*Con, I wasn't someone they needed to worry about.

If I ever attend a con with David Hewlett as a guest, on the other hand, I might need a chaperone.