Happy Birthday to Deena!
Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Please note: the following rant only includes the one white male and not any who may frequent this board.
I am so freaking sick of fucking white, male privilege. I am NOT your fucking secretary or your assistant. The other two people in your department do that part of their job without my assistance and in fact, I took a significant pay cut when that particular piece of my job was taken away from me 18 months ago. Do it your fucking self. I was asked to help you catch up last year, not stay caught up going forward. I have a feeling that when your boss gets back on Thursday and you are told this, you're going to be pissed and I don't fucking care. Just because I am a woman does not mean I am here to do your fucking job or help make your life easier. Kapishe?
And also? Quit asking me about your fucking filing. It'll get done when it gets fucking done.
Oooh, office rage. I'll play!
Seriously, dude, it's called COMMON SENSE. When literally the only change in the article is to change "FL" to "Florida," IT DOESN'T NEED TO BE PROOFREAD and by insisting we "follow procedure" you are just slowing everything up massively. (Unless you truly believe you are such a moron that you can't spell "Florida" and/or CHECK YOUR OWN WORK.)
[Note: Craigslist links to jobs will probably make me lose my shit entirely today, so, please no.]
My work rant today: I'm sorry you have to do extra work to fix things today, but had you waited until I had reviewed the release until you called it a day, we could have had this resolved yesterday.
In other words, BOO FUCKING HOO my friend.
Work Rant Part B: I love it when someone calls me for one thing, starts to talk about another thing, and then GETS UPSET AT ME because we don't agree on the subject!!
Happy birthday, Deena!
And may skunks stalk all who are making everyone's work like harder. ANGRY skunks.
Jilli, a friend of mine from high school posted a link to her etsy store, and I thought you might like this bag: link
Work rant: Who came in and totally wrecked this office? Why is there random stuff piled everywhere completely unrelated to work process? Who is responsible for this mess?
Oh, right, me. Hm. Travails of working for yourself.
Seska, backflung.