You need a European holiday, sj. I'm just saying.

I hate when people approaching me at high velocity from behind shriek "on your left" (or right). It makes me want to just stop in my tracks and cower in a small ball. I font care if it's the appropriate thing for them to be doing, it makes me whimper. High speed figuring put which is my left and which is my right and what I'm supposed to do with that info?? PANIC!!!

A while ago the American Council on Independent Living had their conference at the hotel across the street from my office. For a brief period, people in wheelchairs were the majority. It was interesting to see life from the reverse perspective ... although I almost got run down a couple of times (those chairs move FAST!).

Good luck with everything, Shir! See you on Twitter.

I think the buddy you bring should also be in a wheelchair, Seska.

hehhehheh

Uggh. So, in trying to provide exceptional customer service for a program that is not my wheelhouse, I made a teeny but significant omission in my instructions. That, combined with a slightly different way of handling materials that seemed to be not a big deal, has turned into a ginormous clusterfuck that has eaten my afternoon and made my brain hurt and it's still not clear how it will be resolved. And I feel like I need to buy lunch for our ops crew, which is thankfully small.

But you can damn well bet I will never again forget to tell a customer to take the *@!# rubber bands off their confidential paper before recycling.

::headdesk::

But you can damn well bet I will never again forget to tell a customer to take the *@!# rubber bands off their confidential paper before recycling.

You have to tell them that?!

The world really is full of morons, isn't it?

The world really is full of morons, isn't it?

Yep.

Was it Einstein who said "The two most common elements in the universe are hydrogen and stupidity"?

Shir, you will be missed! Good luck with the pile of exams, papers, and whatnot. You are brilliant, I know you will do fine!

WRT bike lanes. My (re)new home city has painted bike lanes since I left for Texas. It was quite startling at first. They have signs for bike routes, with numbers and everything. And, I come to find out, they have a Bicycle Master Plan: [link] This is also the city that was one, if not the, first to have hybrid busses (big capacitors instead of batteries), they have free bus rides in the downtown district (Passport line), and you can rent a small electric vehicle to toot around town so you aren't burning tons of gas while shopping. Plus free parking in those enlarged golf carts! Now if they could only keep the beaches clean from all the debris that washes up on shore from the port. It's a start. But all the new bike stuff in the city has me eyeing this at the local Best Buy: [link] Stupid moving expenses keeping me from buying new toys.

Hubby's doctor's appointment was with his orthopedic surgeon, who was late today. He was called in to consult on a bicyclist with leg and hip injuries. Yes, the woman who he saw get hit. Apparently she's going to be OK. Hubby's medical world is very small.

Good lord, Connie.