Neat!

I wrote drabbles instead

I used to do that! Then, really, I decided the paranoia that someone would actually read my words had a worse payoff, so back to pictures of random dresses and dudes.

I just want to reach the point where I'm "that chick" and no one thinks twice about it. Who knows? Maybe I'm the only one that cares.

I know that Betsy would needlepoint and do other crafts during meetings. I would never dare.

I did needlepoint during a meeting once, and then I got pulled aside and told it looked bad and I needed to stop. Yeesh. I mean...seriously, I was doing cross stitch. It took no mindpower, and not hardly any visual power either--I was doing the part where I was filling in bits, not counting anything!

At my last job, when my hours were 10-6, I ended up getting a new task dumped on me that required that I be present at 8:00 am meetings on Monday morning, but I didn't need to pay attention, so I would print out the most porny fic I could find and read it in the meetings.

Yeah, anything that's not pen and paper looks too much like not-work for meetings, I think. Not that it IS any less work than drawing.

I have one coworker who always draws a woman's face, and another who does random doodles.

I would print out the most porny fic I could find and read it in the meetings.

Now that takes ovaries. I have had problems where people have said things that are titles of porny fics and suddenly I'm flashing back to...stuff. Reading? Never. I totally don't have the stone face for it.

The Ballad of Steven Slater.

Whoohoo, way to go Perkins! Unfortunately, I have so few meetings to go to anymore, that I don't have any reason to do that.

meara, your boss sounds like my old boss. I had to be Ceasar's wife and couldn't do anything that looked "bad", no matter that the boss and his sidekick did whatever the same shit was or worse.

I got to sit in the back of the room, away from the main table, or else I probably wouldn't have either.

I can tell how annoyed one of my developers is in meetings by how heavily he colors in the lines on his doodles. But then, he's not exactly a repressed sort of guy, so verbal cues quickly follow.

Really good swim tonight. I kept forgetting to count, so I swam somewhere between 46 and 52 laps straight, in 45 minutes. I know it was at least 46, but am certain I repeated at least 3, and the others I am not sure about.