Consuela, I don't think I actually said this earlier (my incredulity at asinine cow-orker's antics fried my synapses), but I am sending you all the ~ma in the world to let you get through this with your sanity intact. I'm sorry you have to deal with her.
It's car racing season.
And airshow season. I like things that go fast. If there was hockey, my sports life would be perfect.
'Suela, I swear I now want you to "sleepwalk" into her office and tell her off, pretending to be asleep.
Dooooooooo eeeeeeeeeet.
Amy, I'm sorry for your loss. Also, congratulations on the book/TV contract dealie!
Oh, Amy, I'm so sorry.
Consuela, I think I'd send her messages that said, "Have you spoken to and/or had any correspondence with Jack & Jill on project X since 8/16/2011, when we last spoke?" If so, please send copies to me immediately." And I'd do that every Monday. If she didn't answer, on Tuesday I'd ask F2F if she'd gotten the message. If she said "No" then I'd show up an hour later at her desk with a computer person to check for problems since it must have something to do with her computer settings since all your other mail was finding its way to the right person.
IOW, I'm a bitch.
My CSA this week gave me corn, tomatoes, peppers (three different kinds, hot and sweet), and green beans. Protein options are ground beef, shrimp, or chicken.
Hivemind, tell me what to have for dinner. Bonus points if I can do it in the slow cooker.
And Sparky lives up to her tagline.
Severe insomnia is kicking my ass. I've been up since 3. I feel like ass.
Severe insomnia is kicking my ass. I've been up since 3. I feel like ass.
ita is me, except I woke up at 3:30.