I'll let you know, Perkins. Dana was correct in her assessment of shrift's gronkiness, so tonight's a no-go, but I suggested dinner tomorrow at 6ish. She's right by Powell St. BART.
Also, I might be able to do this, especially if I take tomorrow off to stop the insanity.
World Cup really getting to you, eh?
World Cup really getting to you, eh?
I wish it was that.
In actuality, my life would be so much easier if:
1) My boss actually read her emails
2) My boss could stand up for herself
No music this year, Zen. Sorry.
's okay. Means I don't have to feel bad about not wearing heels and sitting on my tuckus the whole evening.
My last session is supposed to end at 6, but probably will go long. It's probably bad form to leave when your CEO is talking.
BART can't be too hard to figure out... right?
Yep. Not too tricky.
Some visiting New Yorkers had a devil of a time trying to figure out how to buy tickets.
Megan, I'll be at the Moscone West Convention Center.