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.
Oh, at first it was confusing. Just the idea of computers was like — whoa! I'm eleven hundred years old! I had trouble adjusting to the idea of Lutherans.
Anya ,'Get It Done'
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.
Daisy Jane - Aug 03, 2010 6:35:09 am PDT #27314 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Aims - Aug 03, 2010 7:21:45 am PDT #27315 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
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!!
Strix - Aug 03, 2010 7:22:12 am PDT #27316 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Happy birthday, Deena!
And may skunks stalk all who are making everyone's work like harder. ANGRY skunks.
Strix - Aug 03, 2010 7:22:16 am PDT #27317 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
sj - Aug 03, 2010 7:28:33 am PDT #27318 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Jilli, a friend of mine from high school posted a link to her etsy store, and I thought you might like this bag: link
Liese S. - Aug 03, 2010 7:31:47 am PDT #27319 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
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.
WindSparrow - Aug 03, 2010 7:33:20 am PDT #27320 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Seska, backflung.
DCJensen - Aug 03, 2010 7:39:50 am PDT #27321 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Happy birthday, Deena!
ION, I just posted this in Facebook, but I was heading here first and got sidetracked:
Cool story on how non-toxic hydrogels are helping the world plant gardens where they couldn't grow so well... Silly title, though.
Vortex - Aug 03, 2010 7:55:09 am PDT #27322 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Are you fucking kidding me? I just got a call from one of my students who lost his scholarship ("I just found out because Financial Aid sent a letter to the wrong address") He said "I'm in shock, it's so abrupt". I was like "what do mean, abrupt? Didn't you know that you didn't meet the GPA requirement in May" He said "I thought I had" @@
Let's not even talk about the countless emails that I sent out in May and June about checking their accounts to make sure that their scholarships were listed online (technical issues this year). Never got a call. Because if I had, I would have told him that he lost his scholarship. Ugh!
Zenkitty - Aug 03, 2010 8:18:37 am PDT #27323 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Work rants? Oh goody. Dear Professor Nutbar: Yes, I got your email. Yes, I got your proof corrections. I'm sorry I took two days to respond to your urgent request for the instructions I have already sent you twice. Yes, I will send you a corrected proof to review. I'm terribly sorry our standard formatting destroyed the grace of your beautiful equations; I will personally take two hours and put them all back the way they were and format your article around them, because that's better than listening to you bitch and if I don't you'll run whining to my boss and she'll tell me to give you what you want anyway. No, I cannot arrange to send proofs when there isn't a conference going on; there's always some damn conference going on. Yes, I understand that you're very busy. Sure, have a deadline extension; take all the damn time you want. Just don't be surprised when your article isn't in this month's issue.
You know what we need? Pinch hitters for jobs. Someone to come and do our job for, say, a month; they get the paycheck and we get a vacation instead of a nervous breakdown. Anyone in?