Is St. Patrick's Day normally characterized by the extreme slowness with which it drags? It feels like it's lasted three times as long as Monday already, and it's only mid-afternoon!
God, seriously. Although my day is almost over! I'm in the weird position of being the least busy person in my department right now.
If I've logged into my work e-mail and there aren't any frantic e-mails waiting for me, that counts as an eight-hour day, right?
Absolutely. Have you emailed your boss for extra coverage?
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Have you emailed your boss for extra coverage?
No, but with the time difference, it's a little dodgy. Plus, I have nothing to say (other than "yeah, I'm totally not working right now").
Plus, I have nothing to say (other than "yeah, I'm totally not working right now").
That's totally when you need to make up something to email about, see? (I have a works-from-home coworker that we're all skeptical about, and a common refrain is, "she can't even make up something to email about??" We think she really has another job on Fridays.)
That's totally when you need to make up something to email about, see?
It doesn't make me look independent and self-starting?
The internets need a good random project-status update generator. I mean, sure, generating your personal Hobbit name is cute, but there's real value in hitting a button and getting "FYI, client asked about TPS report procedure when we talked earlier (see attachments). Will be in the office on Tuesday -- let me know if you have questions."
To celebrate the day, Michelle Obama wore green suede boots.
and had the water in the fountains on the north and south lawn dyed green!
I need my grown-up card revoked. I just went to use the zipcar to go shopping for the show I am working on, and couldn't find my card. When I called in to have them open the car, they said they could do nothing, that I could pick another card up at the office. I ask where the office is and she gives me an address on Broadway. In New York City. Finally she opens the car becauseI start crying but we couldn't find the extra zipcard, so no deal.
Then I go to catch a bus home, and realize I left my wallet on the bus I got off! No bus pass, no money, no credit card. Bus driver calls other bus, and he hasit! Luckily, he is coming back this way and I can get on his bus and tetrieve it. Now I am waiting, andhave been for 2 hours and I am freezing.
This kind of stuff never seems to happen to other adults.
