::sits with Vortex::
damn Follett's would never buy anything back either.
'War Stories'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
::sits with Vortex::
damn Follett's would never buy anything back either.
Vortex, I worship at your shrine. Organized-nerdy and boobalicious. Did you ever know that you're my hero?
Did you ever know that you're my hero?
I just want to be everything that you wish I could be.
I am just not going to be able to comment on anything at livejournal today. People keep posting stuff that makes me want to say, "If this is your idea of an April Fool's joke, maybe you should rethink it, because wow, if it's not real, you're kind of an enormous dick."
Someone *just* posted a fic like that, shrift, and I'm just HOPING it's a joke. Because otherwise ... fangirl's head go boom.
My California colleague just called because after spending the day yesterday with our boss, she wanted to give those of us here in this office credit for putting up with her as well as we have. Hilarious.
That's hysterical.
I'm applying for jobs today. From my job. Good times?
There are many things wrong with the following:
"Could I please have a look at your style sheets for site [X]? I’d like to check that my Xxes are looking right — and also, as a novice, it’d be very helpful to see how you’ve accomplished what you’ve got on the site.
I’ve got a chance to work on the links again today, so it’d be great to have them today..."
not only the "forget the last three months of my ignoring your requests, now that your assistant is out..." stuff but also the fact that the person writing the email has not one whit of experience to get her to the second part of that sentence. nor do I think she realizes that the css isn't responsible for driving the site's behavior too... So whoever wrote this for her is only slightly more knowledgeable...
it's just a style sheet. why do I smell a self-imploding rat? Is it the groveling? [2 months, 29 days. 2 months 29 days.] I'm balking like a balky thing over something that is nothing. why.
I'm applying for jobs today. From my job. Good times?
welcome to my world. I'm even considering applying for a job in the building across the street from my parents. How desperate is that?
mystery solved. and the winner is passive-aggressive tone!
eta - and the fact that she can't find a style-sheet herself.
I have lunch now. I am hoping it will bring back my sense of humor!