Maybe my boss was getting a "meal" and we at our meeting it was a "snack" (we had half bagels and fruit and coffee).

Grrr. Jackholes at work are complaining about why we're so late delivering the thing they've been constantly changing their specifications for.

I think it's totally crazy, even though I've experienced it. The meal/snack differentiation was insane to me. And our handwaving the meals used to make me roll my eyes.

I do think, though, it was more likely to be an issue around contract stuff (educational institution that received money from government grants to fund parts of our program).

Whatever. Still insane.

Quiet day for the next 3 days --> AP is taking their semester final. Today it's too essays. Tomorrow it's 45 multiple choice and one essay. Friday it's 105 multiple choice. Yay?

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Heh.

Hey, just returning the favor...

Yes. Aren't you constantly trying to stay under 40 hrs anyway?

True dat. It just feels weird shaving hours in the middle of the week. But working a full day on Friday isn't the end of the world, especially since my eyes are crossing now.

What didn't you like about Minnie Driver's character?

I suppose in reality it's too much to ask most women to be copacetic with their high school boyfriend being a contract killer. However, it would disturb me so much less that it made me impatient.

Evidently I need to rewatch the movie to bolster my argument. That's weak.

I am done pretending to cope. It's like sandpaper in my eye sockets.

Shari, the FAFSA goes relatively quickly if you have all your relevant financial records ready and don't need to search for anything. For me, that meant my tax returns from the previous year and the balances of all my bank accounts. Once I had all that assembled, the FAFSA was pretty much just copying numbers.

If it were actually good beer, you couldn't enjoy it ironically.

Funny thing, is that PBR sponsors my bro's rugby team (before it got hip) and whenever I go to the drink up, I feel very self conscious. Not because I'm drinking cheap beer, but because I don't want people to think I'm a hipster douchebag (HDB for short. smonster and I saw many of them when we went out when she was here)

Back in the (read: my) day, the bar beer of choice for the tragically hip was, shudder, Rolling Rock.

I loved Rolling Rock. When I was in England, I was out with some people and one of the guys said "Oh, here's a great new beer" and handed me a Rolling Rock. I was like "um, can I have a bass?" We were secretly amused that they were standing around feeling superior and drinking Rolling Rock

Someone told my boss that the university is no longer allowed to provide food for meetings that involve staff, because the food is a taxable benefit for the employee and would have to be noted in our paycheck. Does this sound crazy to anyone else? (I also just came from a meeting that had food)

Sounds like bullshit to me. In that case, they would have to tax coffee, the water cooler, etc.