Me: You know what would be great? If you were a toaster oven.

Talkie Toaster!

I'm confused. Were you actually receiving the faxes from FCo'tD?

Were you actually receiving the faxes from FCo'tD?

No. But FCO'tD's contentions that our fax machine was "broken" or otherwise unavailable was proven incontrovertibly wrong by the faxes I continued to receive by people who evidently knew how to run a fax machine.

I think she was incapable of using the damn thing, though I have no idea what, in particular, she was doing to fuck up.

I wonder if her fax machine is not connected. I sent two faxes from a non-networked machine when I first transferred to this new office before I bothered to actually look at the fax receipts and see that I was getting an error message. It made all the right noises but never actually went anywhere. Of course if she wasn't such a bitch about it maybe you could have helped her figure that out.

What a bitch, MM.

It's 41 here, supposed to be 47 for a high. And because I am crazy I'm planning to drag my still-kinda-sick self to the ballpark this afternoon, because it's only kinda cold, and they'll close the roof if it rains.

For the rest of the week it's supposed to be in the 50's. You know you've acclimated to the Northwest when you can tell the difference between the upper 40's and the low 50's and the latter feels downright balmy, especialy if it's sunny.

I wonder if her fax machine is not connected.

I don't know. I mean, it's connected to some phone line if she's getting a recording and muzak, but...

...oh, hell, I don't care. I'm going to assume its an I D 10 T error and move on.

I had a connection problem this morning that, thankfully, proved short lived.

I did feel kinda dum for poking the no-worky button more than once before exploring options other than "Stupid computer monitor! You are doing this on purpose! You've joined MM's company's fax machine in the gleeful torture of undeserving persons such as me."

Ultimately, the 'oh, I plugged in the new microphone and jostled the screen connector' realization brought a wave of relief and satisfaction was almost worth the agita.

an I D 10 T error

ah yes. Cousin of the pebcak error.

I brought some music to work and it is making my morning more tolerable but maybe the Cold War Kids wasn't such a good choice as everything I do seems kind of ironic.

Clever people. I need inspiration.

My blog...the name is weak. I've been searching for interesting, attractive titles and topics...but I am totally fail so far.

Currently, the title is A ReWritten Life: Turn your drama into comedy and get your happy ending.

My focus is helping people to change the negative habits of thought and behavior that hold them back.

Homemade cookies, flavor of your choice (my espresso cookies are hellah popular, if you have no other preference) to the purveyor of a winning title.

Plus? If you were looking for someone like me (everybody needs a little help sometimes!), what would make a great blog?

Maybe the fax line at MM's work is forwarding calls to another line when it is busy and this woman just has really bad timing and always tries to fax when another fax is coming in.

I'd say I'm playing Devil's Advocate but we all know I'm actually just the Devil.