Hooray for California!
Not at all. The question certainly isn't a judgment; it's people wanting to show they care.
Good point. I guess it's not so much I think they're judging by asking. I just feel like I have to switch gears from whatever mental or emotional state I'm actually in at the moment and act like I'm basically at my mom's funeral, or THEN they'll judge me.
ION, I just got a reply from someone after I'd replied to her original message saying, "J will be attending your meeting to present on our program, and I've cc'ed her so you can contact her with the details." She, um, got all testy and asked me for J's email address so she could contact her. How can you work in an office in 2008 and not know that when someone is cc'ed on a message that means their address is right there in the message header?
God, I'm cranky today, and I don't even know why. I really need a private office again.
I just heard that on the radio, Suzi (they broke in to the 10-at-10 on KFOG)! Yay!
Re: House - the payoff was as nothing to me, but an episode full of
hallucinations and possibly manufactured memories
is my catnip.
-t, plus
Cuddy as a stripper is hotter than a hotass thing from hottville.
But maybe that's just me. eta (and Amy and Sail)
My boss (who is my age) is always forwarding me stuff I've been cc'd on. People are lazy, no matter what technology is available. Also, guilty as charged.
Just saw the House last niht and really enjoyed it for the aforementioned hallucination/puzzle aspects. Liked more Cameron, who was really giving it to him extra mean last night. And Cuddy, mrowr. Plus I just LOVES me some Hugh Laurie suffering in big dramatic scenes.
Oh, I know I'm being irrationally cranky and testy today. Too many people in the office, talking too much. I come to work to get AWAY from constant human interaction!
That certainly didn't hurt, Perkins!
{{Susan}} Well-meaning questions when you don't want them are a pain.
My week has kind of sucked.
Car clamped. Hayfever worst I've ever had. Sick with some other kind of thing that makes my joints hurt and gives me twenty mouth ulcers at one and makes me sleep for twelve hours straight. Woman in work stalking me to talk about her affair with the boyfriend of another colleague, even though I've told her repeatedly I DO NOT WANT TO DISCUSS IT. And five minutes before I left work today I was informed of kind of a major fuck up I made a while ago.
In good news though, the managing director of our company organised a 'staff meeting' at the pub at three in the afternoon yesterday, which is nice. And the weather's been gorgeous. And all the stuff I'm complaining about is first worldy in the worst way, so.
Who doesn't, Scrappy?
These days I heart Mondays:
KO, then House, then Mike Rowe.
There are better things than that, but they are either not legal, or not as good one-handed.
