'Heart Of Gold'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I was looking at the dates just now, and I thought, damn, when did I get so old?! I had teaching experience in 1994! Geez.
The word you are looking for is "seasoned," my dear. Seasoned. (My student teaching was '97 and I had a year of writing center tutoring before in '95, so I'm not that far behind you.)
The word you are looking for is "seasoned," my dear. Seasoned.
Hee. I'm trying to decide if I am more of a curry, a jerked or a blackened.
You're HOT & SPICY. Obviously.
Agh. As Kristin can attest (because she met me briefly for some lifesaving food, shortly after work), today was vaguely nightmarish.
I didn't have access to the stuff I'm supposed to. Which wasn't really a huge issue, as the woman I'm training with was flittering around like a five year old with ADHD. Which is one way of doing this job (it's not that she wasn't DOING stuff, it's just...not the way I do things. So made it hard to learn from her). And then we had a midday all hands conference call. Where they changed the call in number three times. Last time five minutes before the call. While we weren't at the computer. So we finally get on the call a few minutes after it started, only to find out that I WASN"T just paranoid like she thought, but that I CAN read the signs, and they were, in fact, LAYING PEOPLE OFF. OMG. Not in my division, thank god, but JESUS CHRIST, UNIVERSE, just because I am stress laughing does NOT mean this is actually FUNNY.
Then there was the fact that she was driving back to San Diego, so wanted to work straight through lunch (she gave me half a sandwich from her bag) and left at 4pm. Luckily, Kristin got off work around then, so met me for some food before I collapsed.
Now I am not wanting to do this again tomorrow, especially. Oy. So many little details that are different from how I"m used to. The basics are the same, but the devil is in the details--and that's the part she's flitting about and I'm not getting pinned down. Good thing this isn't (fingers crossed and knock on wood) supposed to be a site I'm taking over, just one I'm going to be her backup for? Ay.
Poor meara. I'm so glad I got to see you, though!
Meara, that's appalling. I'm just trying to imagine the degree of paranoia that can thrive in a work-from-home scenario.
Great timing on your part, Pix.
Oh noes, meara, what a crap ass day. And I'm guessing this means lunch tomorrow is very iffy? Ah well, you can call me whenever and we'll figure something out.
ita, are you still stuck at the ER?
Good lord, meara, what a day! Stability~ma for you, because it sounds like you need it...
Yeah. Luckily, the whole department/program I work in sounds like it's FINE, which is good, thank god. But I was listening to the whole blather on about why they had to lay people off and how it will affect people and how they didn't want to but really it's for the best and yadda yadda going "WOW, this is SO FAMILIAR" and damn, it was just ridiculous.
Yeah, I'm doubting lunch tomorrow is likely. It's possible we'll finish up early enough that I could grab a coffee (or take one to you, heck, I'll have a car and my flight's not til 6:30!), since I know she'll be anxious to get on the road, but unlikely.