A couple of times at our sales conventions, when we've been doing massive overhauls of all the laptops, et cetera, we've actually kind of barriered off the room and got somebody to act as a receptionist. Because the sales reps -- pushy by nature, you know? -- will come in and talk the ears off the tech types and push to get better upgrades for their laptops.
I do mean actualy barrier -- long tables pushed together so that you have to carefully maneuver to get in and out of the area. Telling the reps "you can't come in" just doesn't register, but then they've self-selected for a profession that doesn't take No for an answer.
Today it's supposed to be 53. Finally, it's up to normal temps for the season. ION, I am on a choo-choo.
Because it seems like every single Buffista is getting sick at exactly the same time, I'm staying home today. I woke up with a wicked sore throat this morning.
And it didn't help that I had a really, really tough therapy session last night.
Sometimes staying home is good for what ails you. Not for me, of course, because I'm still just as pissed off about work as I was on Wednesday, but now I'm wondering if my nausea may actually be something physical and not just stress.
I just turned on Survivor for the first time in years, and what is with these people's names? Dreams, Rocky, Boo?
It's "Dreamz" thankyouverymuch.
This is the first Survivor I've watched in yonks and I am BORED out of my MIND.
Man, this is probably headed to a L&O or CSI ep near you: [link]
Crazy.
It's 10:15 am. I really want to go home. I have nothing pressing to do, and am sooooo unmotivated. Ugh.
