Air Canada has $135 ow flights to New York. Soooo tempting!
Doo eet!! (Seriously, I was going to post exactly that before msbelle beat me to it.)
The only remedy I've ever found for that is to CC the known world.
Also this. Although it doesn't always help -- I had a somewhat analogous situation yesterday, where I cced a bunch of people so that I would have to be the bad guy (when it's really not my place) and two of them responded to me directly -- one in person, one on the phone. Dudes! I copied you for backup, not moral support!
he was wondering what in hell the song was about and was that the Richard Harris?
Well, see, Jimmy Webb was driving by the park and there had been a reception that got rained out. So there really was a wedding cake in the rain and he thought that was a sad metaphor for something.... Maybe that won't really help your dad.
Many sympathies, Perkins.
I have not directly complained up the chain. My supervisor is the problem person's supervisor also. My supervisor tends to deal with complaints by calling the problem person in immediatly when you are presenting the information - very confrontational and puts you on the spot if you are the one making the complaint. It makes me really uncomfortable.
Okay, I will do it. I was thinking later in the summer or even early fall...but we'll chat. I have to go to a meeting, but I will email you after lunch! Whee!
Sorry about your loss Perkins.
Sorry about your job situation msbelle. I suppose you could infiltrate the office at night and do the work in secret, they'll just think it's work elves. Are there any large air vents into the office or perhaps a suspended ceiling?
some of it I could fix if I could just steal some log on info - the other stuff, I have dug in my heels and will not learn to do on my own. In Nov when my work load doubled because I took on a third of the work from an eliminated position, this person was supposed to take one of the other thirds. I did my training and started catching up on the stuff in January. He is starting training today.
Well, see, Jimmy Webb was driving by the park and there had been a reception that got rained out. So there really was a wedding cake in the rain and he thought that was a sad metaphor for something.... Maybe that won't really help your dad.
I left it at "it was a lover's lament, described in particularly descriptive metaphors."
I decided we needed a fun breakfast. French toast shaped like dinosaurs with strawberries and homemade whipped cream.
Now I need to prepare 23 goody bags for Owen's class for his birthday. I have a school meeting this afternoon at 4 and then my sister and brother in law arrive for the holiday weekend.
