Just now, people who use apostrophes to make plurals.

AUGH.

I would also like to add people who hyphenate adverbs that end in "ly". "vertically-pointing" is NO NO WRONG.

My boss's persistant need to schedule completely unnecessary phone meetings to "introduce" me to the newest freelancer I'm working with, when there is absolutely nothing to discuss at this point and it would be far better to have stuff in writing via email.

In the future ALL restaurants will be Taco Bell!

I have that movie on my DVR waiting for a rewatch. I haven't seen it since I was...whatever I was.

Pet peeve - dude who is supposed to release the office supply order I input not ever releasing it in a timely manner who then yells at me for shit not being here.

And ESPECIALLY when the actual sentence is telling me that even though the original document said that letters could be submitted online, now they are saying that "letter's" must be received in Hard Copy [also sic] by 5pm tomorrow. Grrrr.

My boss' pet peeve is when people show up for an interview with their FOUR CHILDREN. Two of whom are under 3.

What is your current stupid pet peeve about your job?

Jessica "Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft" Mar 29, 2010 8:54:27 am PDT

Only Jack Bauer gets a pass on that, 'cause that dude seriously deserves a bathroom break.

For Jack Bauer, I would even give him a pass on using the women's bathroom.

Ugh. So stressed.

Emmett's got a huge term-long project (called iSearch) due this week. It's like the 8th graders dissertation. And every time I asked him about it this weekend he fluffed me off. "I did all my home work."

"What about the iSearch?"
"I got an extension."
"?!"

So I talk about it with EM this morning and she's furious with me because he didn't get ten pages of it done this weekend. The whole thing needs to be in final form by Thursday and it's got to be about 40+ pages long.

Emmett's got maybe 12 pages done and they're not all typed up and finished.

EM's extra pissed because she's getting surgery this weekend to fuse two of her vertabrae, she's been in a lot of pain and can't really deal with this.

So, I fucked up by thinking we had another week to do this. But it's been an extremely screwed up couple of weeks for me with the car getting the boot, and job-hunting and meeting writing deadlines, and preparing for the Tom Waits bus tour this weekend, and Emmett's baseball/krav/tutoring schedule. It's just been a fucked up whirl of things that require immediate attention.

So. Emmett won't even be going to school tomorrow. He's staying home with me and working on it all day. He's missing a baseball game on Tuesday night too.

Basically I will be spending the week working with him on this paper, typing it up and keeping him on task.

You guys, I HATE it when anyone tries to talk to me when I am in a stall. I do not want to have a conversation over the sound of biological functions. LEAVE ME ALONE. Thankfully I've only had to really say "can we talk about this later, when we're not in the bathroom?" a couple of times.

In the future ALL restaurants will be Taco Bell!

But do you know the secret of the three seashells?

Pet peeve at work? People who refuse to do their job. Full stop. And they don't get fired.