I didn't get yelled at by my bosses, because I give really good email, but I had to gather the orders for our region and send them to National's admin. So, I put "Southern Region Supply Orders." in the subject line, attached the orders and put EOM in the body.
Woman replied back "WHAT!?!?! What is this? Where's the message!?!" CCed to freaking everybody. Boss just walked in, rolled her eyes and walked out.
I mean, seriously. "Too humorous" and "too informative" are both too vague and nonsensical for anyone to be in trouble over without a specific employee handbook passage you can point to that says "You are allowed to use this much humor and no more," or "You are only allowed to send out X much information, every Z days, or you're being too informative and emailing too frequently."
Jilli, if you want, I stumbled across a pattern for a bustle skirt. It's not, strictly, a bustle, but it might be modify-able to something you like.
Feature Films for Families [link] just got to feel my wrath. It should not take 4 minutes and 33 seconds for them to get NO. I try not to be rude, and I do to a certain extent believe in their cause, but when I say NO, I mean no. When I say it twice, I mean NO. When I say it three times, I mean NO. And when I have to say it a fourth time, I ask for your supervisor.
Happy Birthday, Ailleann!
Jilli, if you want, I stumbled across a pattern for a bustle skirt. It's not, strictly, a bustle, but it might be modify-able to something you like.
Oooh, that looks very interesting! Thank you for the link.
So, the PrezzieFairy stopped by today. Thanks to a friend cleaning out some boxes, I now have a new (to me) pair of Fluevogs, a bottle of Lump of Coal by BPAL, and a white feather boa.
Carroty update:
The short version is he was up here for something else, I finagled a way to talk to him and gave him my cell phone number.
And flirted becuase I can't be obvious in front of a couple of people and now I'm sure it's going to be all over the office. But I don't care.
I imagine you've seen this already PC, [link]
I saw that one of the graduate winners was from Ann Arbor. Were you in the same program, or another?
I hadn't seen that. And, no, I don't know that person. I was in pharmacology, not public health.
JZ, sorry about the job!
Awww. It's like you're the Tim Minear of academia.
Heeee!!
Happy birthday, Ailleann!
The other day, I got a call from a friend who's now living in Washington state. "Don't we have a good connection?" she said. Since we had had crappy connections recently, I enthusiastically agreed. "It almost sounds as if I were next door," she added, "BECAUSE I AM!" Which is a better excuse for me being behind than usual.
So I jumped out of bed, ran downstairs, ran outside and saved them all before the rain started falling. Funny thing is, I cared more about the books.
And this is a funny thing why? Of course you cared more about the books!!
Men are not fixer-uppers - they're pretty much as-is.
I always ascribed to this. Then, a friend told me how his wife had changed him by getting him to stop faking heart attacks. I bow before her, because I shudder to think what my reaction would be if he pulled that with me. Oy.
I didn't get juliana's old job. Notified by a computer-generated email. Bleah.
I was so hopeful, JZ. I'm really sorry it didn't work out.
And I know I missed a lot of other important stuff, so much punctuation and glitter all around.