I feel as if this afternoon will NEVER end.
It's never going to end. It will go on forever and ever, keeping me from my comfortable bed and my nappy-times.
Although I suppose if the afternoon never ends, I won't have to worry about falling on ice or looking like a gigantic moron on the bus again.
My firm has announced they would like all support staff to start accounting for seven hours a day.
Mind you, I do about one hour of billable work per day. One.
The rest of it is multi-tasking in 5 - 20 minute incriments.
head desk head desk head desk
I have
got
to get out of here.
looking like a gigantic moron on the bus again.
Don't worry, I've got that covered! Just discovered my jeans (which I wore due to the crap weather) are separating at the seam. The center back seam.
At least a) I've been sitting all day and no one has had occasion to look at my butt , b) my underwear is black and c) whenever I've been walking around, I've been wearing my coat which comes to midthigh.
I used what I think was Vortex's suggestion-- The [Law] Applies To: [followed by bullets].
Oh, Edward Tufte, you are so right. This will never work.
I used what I think was Vortex's suggestion-- The [Law] Applies To: [followed by bullets].
yes it was, but the bullets was someone else's brilliant idea :)
Oh, that is the best idea, anyway.
I can't count a work day if I only worked two hours, right? What about the hours of screwing around I would have done anyway, even if I was in the office? Can I count those?
Don't worry, I've got that covered! Just discovered my jeans (which I wore due to the crap weather) are separating at the seam. The center back seam.
What IS IT with our pants failing to maintain their structural integrity this week?!
What IS IT with our pants failing to maintain their structural integrity this week?!
Can't hold altitude! She's breaking up! She's breaking up!
My pants are intact, but quite damp -- it's raining large cats, larger dogs, and the random pony out there, on top of 2" of slush. I think I'm going to skip going out to class in Woburn tonight on the grounds that the drive might just be too dangerous. I can work through the "problem set" at home....
Skirts are feeling neglected? Vast pantless-wing conspiracy?