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.
Poor Bug! I hope you feel better!
work is going well, someone is "babysitting" me all the time but mostly it's just answering and transfering calls so I think friday afternoon I'll fly solo. also I can get online but not when I have people around, I feel.
Oh! evidentally occasionally there's transients that will wander in or sometimes somone will come in that makes the back up receptionist occasionally. So my boss asked me to make up a code phrase or word if I needed him to come over (he's in the other building).
So now if I need help (or any of the receptionists) they are to call him and remind him about his appointment with Dr. Stuart Grimson (for Stu Grimson the hockey enforcer).
Poor Bug, indeed! I hope it is a quicker than expected healing process.
I only seem to have a couple funny YouTube links. A goofy interpretation of Torn [link] and a Hasselhoff interpretation of Hooked on a Feeling. [link] Why these two warranted bookmarking I do not know. But funny.
Oh, poor sicky bug! Tep was wise this morning indeed.
Email exchange of the day:
Person A: My company doesn't have a contact number for John Doe, one of the four people participating in our Very Important Conference Call tomorrow. Do you have a number for him?
Me: Here you go!
Person A:
vanishes into aether
Two hours later:
Person B: Holy shit, nobody knows how to contact John Doe!
Me: Here, I am now forwarding to all of you the email I forwarded to Person A. The first number is John's office phone, and the second is John's cell phone. Either one should be fine for reaching John tomorrow.
Several minutes later:
Person C: This email you sent me about John Doe's phone number...is this for John Doe? 'Cause we need his phone number.
Me: Yes, the email I sent you about John Doe's phone number is about John Doe's phone number.
If she emails me again to confirm that this email is about that other email, it's time to pull out the SPLORCHSQUEEKY.
hey, JZ, I just got a twitter about person Z needing contact info for John Doe?
just kidding.
ok, so I went to type in 'wanderlust' and typed 'wanderslut' instead.
so I went to type in 'wanderlust' and typed 'wanderslut' instead.
They're related, but the latter is rated NC-17. The former is on Skinemax.
also, (cocktails):
I vote for the creation of "People: they ruin it for the rest of us" the musical.
Damn, Vortex. I'm sorry. They do not deserve your fabulousness. Arse 'em in the ear.
vw, I hope you feel better soon.
Suzi, for whom do we need to provide you an alibi?
Andi, I have no funny YouTube recs. I get most of mine from all of you.
I'm so glad the new job is going well for you, askye. I love the "Dr. Stuart Grimson" code phrase. Did you know he's now a lawyer working for the NHLPA?
JZ, it was time to pull out the splorchsqueeky two emails ago. I have a hair trigger, though, and no patience for people who aren't us. YHTMV.
Sox, you still have the same thorn in your side? I'll be more than happy to pluck that out for you. It won't hurt you a bit, but I'll make sure it hurts like the hounds of hell feasting on fresh meat for them.
“Well, everything I checked out points to you being completely miserable.”
So nice to have your feelings validated.
One sign that you're doing something stupid: You put the phone next to you and leave the door unlocked, in case you have to dial 911
I was moving a bookcase. I lived. I made the dog go outside due to fear of mashed dog.
eta: Another thing that's stupid is anyone ever thinking Vortex was their second choice. She's always the first choice, morons.
Am at home and not at risk of being arrested. Today.
Anyone remember L? My assistant? The one who has been going through chemo and works part time? Who is driving me INSANE? Today has been full of passive-aggressive BS. I'm sure much of it stems from her uncertainty about her job when I shift to my new job, but don't take it out on me.
Sox, you still have the same thorn in your side? I'll be more than happy to pluck that out for you. It won't hurt you a bit, but I'll make sure it hurts like the hounds of hell feasting on fresh meat for them.
many, many thanks. perhaps we need a conference. Invite them.... see what happens.