my boss is so crazy-making!! ugh. occasionally we send out "special" offers in email to customers. the problem with this is that the third party company we are using to collect the orders is making my life a living hell because the field for the credit card numbers doesn't export correctly and turn the last digit of every card to a "0". this means i have to go into each individual order to get the correct number. *headdesk*
what's worse is that he's waited until 1:45 in the afternoon to tell me that i'm now responsible for taking the orders off of the server. dude! WTF?! i have shit i have to get done this afternoon. i don't have time. why didn't you tell me this in the morning while i was sitting here twiddling my thumbs? oh, i know! it's because communication in this office is a fucking joke!
sorry for the rant, but i needed to vent and i can't exactly do it vocally.
can someone teach me the nose twinkle trick so the dishes get done and shit starts to float in the air and pack into boxes. It would be so much easier.
Anyone?
:: hears crickets ::
When I did Word support, I had someone ask me how to convert a PDF to a Word document so they could change the format of the PDF. I pointed out that the PDF format is designed so people can't just make whatever changes they want, and the customer said, "I don't care, I want to change it, how do I convert it?"
As if she hadn't heard a word I said.
Hec, did you see the pictures of the wee boy in long-tailed tux and top hat in Sparky's hats link above? Emmett will seethe with jealousy if he ever sees them.
Windsparrow and Daniel leave for the f2f
Wish you could all be there!
Next year, I swear to GOD. I don't care if I have to sell a kidney. I even lobbied and voted for a later-than-usual F2F this year because I so badly wanted to visit with all the Buffista teachers who can't make the usual May date. And now here it is, F2F weekend, and I'm stuck here like a thing that isn't moving.
vw, I'd be tempted to call him my Discreet But Ardent Gentleman Caller, but that may only be because I'm currently re-reading Jane Austen.
No, on second thought, I'd probably be tempted to call him that no matter who I was reading.
Tep's Boy does indeed have very admirable arms.
Can I call it a day and go home now? It's too hot to think. I mean, my stars, it must be close to eighty!
OK, sudden moral crisis--one of the supervisors got confused about a doctor's appointment later and put me down as having this afternoon off. The other supervisor just came by and said, "Why are you here?" My afternoon off today didn't get corrected, and I'm presented with the opportunity to leave or be a good worker bee and stay. The doctor's appointment got put in, but today's time off didn't get removed.
should I stay or should I go?
It's over 100 here in the San Fernando Valley. Ugh. Thank God for a/c!
should I stay or should I go?
If you go, will there be trouble?
If you stay, will it be double?
