How was your drive, honey?
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
You can't go back to CA until after the F2F, because much longer drive. And are you really ready for that road trip thing again?
Drive was fine, I guess. Slow.
Half the office is still trickling in, including the people who know how to answer questions I don't. So, once again the untrained monkey-boy is at the front line, fielding grenades and tossing them...somewhere else.
I don't want to be unemployed, but gods am I looking forward to this particular assignment being over.
I'm just...sick of the cold, the wet, the stupid is all.
...
In short, I'm grumpy.
I keep thinking today is Friday. Nyargh.
Jars, me too. I've been a day off all week, and it's just terribly unfair of the universe not to adjust the date to my expectations.
The bonus of the kids getting me up at 6:30 was the fact that I made bacon, eggs and hash browns for breakfast.
Now I have to get us all dressed and out the door because I have a doctor's appointment.
Scratch that. I only have to get me and Olivia dressed. Owen did it himself and picked out his "Rotten Little Boy" t-shirt.
I'm just...sick of the cold, the wet, the stupid is all.
Stupid is nigh-universal.
...but I'd take the (non-stupid) person I helped yesterday who was a new GM for a fast food place and really hadn't used computers her whole life over the daily people who are, in fact belligerent in their stupidity.
I was able to guide her to check things on the screen and she *actually followed my directions* rather than being freaked out touching the magic machine.
Gronkies
Am at work. Am ready to crawl back in bed. Too bad bed is way back home.
Send pronouns.
Owen did it himself and picked out his "Rotten Little Boy" t-shirt.
Awesome. Did I ever tell you that my father sat us all down at a young age and read us the Ransom of Red Chief to make sure we understood how our parents felt about us?
Hey, some job~ ma for today at noon would not go entirely unappreciated...