2 April 20202: Natter dispatches from Covidia
I'm so fucking furious. I'm sitting here at home just stewing, which is not productive, but the bakery owner has yet to get back to me about the points I asked to be clarified (such as when my self-quarantine period is starting/stopping, when I will come back to work, how she's going to pay me for the work she wants done while I'm home).
She also still seems to think that me self-quarantining can somehow include coming to the bakery to pick up and drop off laundry, and pick up invoices that need to be paid, and doing the bank deposit. Which are all emphatically not a part of the definition of self-quarantining as I understand it.
And now is really not the time to be looking for another job, you know?
Matt the Bruins Fan:
Amy, bakeries have really big ovens, don't they?
Jesse: I appreciated the thing going around the internet about how using whatever you currently have in the house for Passover in order to avoid a current plague should be the most kosher thing.
Jessica: Avoiding plague is very much in the spirit of the holiday.
Flea, with the substantive zing of the year.
Davids:Â Looks like Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer have split up and she's already leaking messy drama.
Scola:Â Apparently, she posted on her Patreon that they were broken up before she told Neil himself.
Flea:Â I mean, he could have subscribed for early access.
My hair is currently at 1961 Beatle. I figure in about ten days, it will reach 1962 Beatle.
We love you, Tom.
Yeah yeah yeah
I recently learned that I pronounce ornery unlike "normal" people, because I say "ore-ner-ree".
That's not how normal people say it?
According to everyone else who replied to my friend's Twitter thread, it's supposed to be "orn'ree".
Yeah, it's definitely 2 syllables.
Only if you're Yosemite Sam.
Jesse, in Natter:
And Scrabble is practically as bad as making out!
note: aurelia made me COMM it.
AmyParker in Natter:
a multibajillion-dollar company can afford a bit of guillotine repellent in the form of not being in a hurry to make people homeless.
COMMed for the delightful phrase "guillotine repellent".
Matilda is parked in front of her computer for her first class of high school: Ethnic Studies with Ms. Elfland.
She shooed me off when I came back from my run bringing her a hot chocolate and mechanical pencils. Clearly I am not to be on camera. Only a hand that brings cocoa.
As long as she doesn't take to saying, "thank you thing."
No, that's exactly what she should do.