It never really occurred to me that I had a right to counter.

This is so my way of thinking.

Now I'm a bit put out that the Frontline Plus didn't protect him.

This is from way back but I thought Frintline dind't so much keep the ticks off the dog as it makes sure that when the tick bites the dog, the dog doens't get sick from it. Our dogs got ticks a lot when they were on Frontline but never got ill.

Now, back to work! (that was to me...)

Overheard on the bus this morning: "I'm striving for mediocrity."

Today's goal: Keep people from giving me anything else to do so I can clear everything off my desk before I leave for T-day at my parents' house on the 7:30 a.m. train tomorrow.

Tomorrow's goal: Make squash rolls and try not to eat them all before T-day.

Thursday's goal: Don't explode from eating too much.

I am so pissed. In July, the builder promised me that he would order a custom corner cabinet unit that would replace one of the existing cabinets. Yesterday, I was told by the slack ass management company that I needed to empty the current cabinet. Makes sense, right? This morning, the gentlemen arrived (17 minutes late) and told me that they were told to simply add a cabinet that they already had in the existing space. NO!

The management company is always fuckung up. I emailed them on Thursday with the outstanding issues. The next day, they sent me an email telling me that my parking space and storage unit were ready and that the cabinet could be installed early next week (this week). That seems to suggest that all of these things were available and they did not tell me. Plus, when I went into the garage the next day, I saw another car parked there, so someone had been told that the garage was available.

It took them an entire month to program my apartment into the entry system, and there was a problem with some of the lighting downstairs that STILL has not been fixed. I would rather not go into a dark recess under the stairs to throw away my trash, thanks.

ARGH! I have the developer's number somewhere. I'm calling him, I'm tired of this shit. Especially considering the amount of condo fee I pay!!

Overheard on the bus this morning: "I'm striving for mediocrity."

When you've really got it made is when you can be effortlessly mediocre.

I love this being married to an American thing. I'm taking Thursday off to do all Thanksgivingy things such as cook a turkey. Boy is also taking Friday off, but I'd feel a bit cheeky taking two days just for non-national holiday turkey.

Oh, Vortex, that sucks. It's your new condo. It's supposed to be full of excellence and good things, and right now it sounds like you have all the costs of home ownership plus the aggravations of being a renter dependent on other people for basic home maintenance bullshit. Which is kinda bullshit.

I found another snag with the offer -- they want me to start 12/3. Which is indeed the requisite two weeks away, but in brute reality it's just one week since one of those weeks is the short holiday week that we're in the middle of right now. If I do that it'll leave all the current people flailing, badly. So I really want to push the start date back; it's a point of honor, really -- I won't dick the current boss over like that, which should tell them I wouldn't do it to them either. I just need to figure out how to say it without sounding like I'm a weaselly waffler.

I just need to figure out how to say it without sounding like I'm a weaselly waffler.

Like this -- "While 12/3 is technically two weeks, the holiday in the middle makes for a bit of a crunch for my current employer. I'd like to start 12/10 if that's possible."

JZ, are you sure you're not mathing wrong, or have biweekly pay switched with monthly pay or something? Because if the job pays $5300 more a year, that sounds like almost double '$200 extra a month.' More like $200 extra a biweekly paycheck. I think you should still negotiate - one should always negotiate - but make sure you have the numbers straight in your mind.