I have hurt my brane. I'm on my third of three back to back telephone conferences for my Disney show. I've been on the phone for over 3 hours now.
Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
ugh ND. I just read a story about cars having babies. Still preferable to three hours on the phone.
Ouch, ND. I hate telephone conferences.
I'm on the Atlanta Journal-Constitution's breaking news e-mail and I just got this: "Breaking News: Snow sightings in Peachtree City, Sharpsburg." People in snow country, feel free to point and laugh.
In dog news, it just took him less than five minutes to chew the beak off a platypus toy.
Yep. They just go on forever. I've got another block of them scheduled for tomorrow now. Basically the phone meetings today led to another series of phone meetings tomorrow.
I still have this one droning on from speakerphone.
I've found that conference calls are so much more boring now that we don't have solitaire on the desktop anymore.
I was just on the phone with someone in Atlanta, home of the offices for our accrediting organization. They're very excited about maybe not having to come to work tomorrow.
It's snowing RIGHT NOW! It won't stick, though. The ground's too warm.
Gah, two more meeting requests just came through based on the past almost four hours of meetings.
On the bright side ... if you're on a conference call, you don't have to schlep over to their offices and actually sit down with them.
This is true, but it's usually about 15 different people all calling in individually since we are scattered between LA, Orlando, New York, Portland, and somewhere at Sea (They call in from the ship now too).