I'm sorry if this is what it took for the sun to come out in Boston....
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oooh, will the sun stay out in Boston? I'm going to be in New England this weekend and it would be nice to leave my raincoat at home...
oh good lordy mclord I am tired. work was a bit better today, but it is still hard to be around so much negative energy. The boss lady has just worked with not-dependable or trustworthy people for so long that she automatically assumes the wrong things have been done and it has morphed into a response from her to disagree/argue almost any suggestion I put forth. Today I worked on just sitting when she was working on something and doing only exactly what she has asked me to do and in exactly the way she asked it to be done. no suggestions, no jumping 3 steps ahead. By the end of the day I was able to ask if I should do a new task and have her agree that would be good.
afternoon/evening/night has been running around and getting papers in order: church dinner, painting for vbs, searching through stuff for a bill and a movie, filling out summer program forms, finding taxes I need to re-sign and mail in, texting friends and family for info to put on emergency contact forms for summer program, trying to figure out why the playlists I want will not synch to my itouch.
tornado folks! be safe!
sparky, the interview was good and I hope the exposure gets you info on Sass!
msbelle, sounds annoying.
Sox, we'll be in Ohio in August.
In other news? 8 teachers at my school have been let go. That's a DAMN lot. One of them was RIFed from the district and is a friend. They have taken her line of AP classes and given one of those classes to a teacher who does not teach and was a Must Place after he told an 8th grader at another school that he should kill himself. AWESOME.
I am trying to ride out this wave of change at work with calmness, but it's not working. At. All. I hope that I can swing a slightly different more beneficial schedule.
I skipped to the end recklessly to say Buffistas are awesome, as usual, and I saw FOUR of them today, which was pretty cool.
And P-C, if you're around, I met Mira Grant and got Feed signed (because the guy giving out the next one said I needed to read Feed first), and said, "My friend [P-C] has said incredible things about this book," and she beamed, and said, "YOU KNOW [P-C}?! Awesome!"
msbelle, good luck training the new boss to your awesomeness.
Tornadoes suck.
I'm booking my tickets to Vegas for Roller Con! SQUEEEEEE!
Did you see Barb win?! I am so jealous; I would be a book geek and go to that meeting.
I'm booking my tickets to Vegas for Roller Con! SQUEEEEEE!
I need to do that too! Soon!
Doing a 5K tomorrow. Provided that I can move in the morning after today's workout. I'm trying to think of anything I might be forgetting. I have clothes, a bottled water, almonds, and socks. Running shoes are at my desk at work. I'm picking up my team shirt and bib tomorrow.
I predict that I'll run maybe half of it, considering that I just started this running business and haven't built up any stamina.
Yikes, Kat! That's upsetting.
msbelle, I remember during my temping gigs between programming gigs, I had to tone down my production. I was a data entry clerk for a phone company, and really, all I was supposed to do was take the numbers written down on a piece of paper and type them into a dumb terminal. Every day. Not only was I a faster typist than anyone else in that office, I could have easily programmed a script to do what they needed. I mentioned it once, but it was pretty clear that not only was that not wanted, but it would have caused the loss of about six jobs. So I didn't say anything more about, and I typed my numbers, and I slowed down to ensure accuracy, and I got my paycheck. It was fine. It was good solid work.
And then the company was bought out and the replacement company gave me a lovely commemorative block of lucite to thank me for my (three weeks of) dedicated service to the company.