At 110 pieces/pound, if you get 5 pounds that's 550 pieces would give you 6-7 candies/box, which seems reasonable? The almonds may be bigger than I am picturing, though. Or smaller. I'm not good with almonds.

-t thanks! That makes sense. I may get 6 pounds just to be safe. If I am left with some extra and have to eat them, well I'm willing to pay that price.

So, apparently I'm getting along with everyone at work, except for one person I've never met.

I'm using her cubicle (she only works a few hours a few nights a week). I left crumbs on the work station and didn't realize it, even though I wiped the cubicle off. She complained - not to my trainer, or section supervisor, but the dept head.

At least now I have cleaning supplies.

The only thing is - due to space constraints people are allowed to eat lunch at their desk. However, if there's another complaint made about desks being left dirty then that will be taken away.

I'm also worried I'm going to piss this person off because I was trying to get to some office supplies in the drawer (the office supplies belong to the cubicle not the person) and jostled the organizer and stuff spilled out. I'm not sure it's in the right place and I asked for a wrist rest for the keyboard and mousepad, which are also supposed to be for the cubicle & not me personally. (office supplies go to locations not to people)

I emailed her, apologized for spilling the stuff and told her if she didn't like the rests to let me know and I'd put them away when I left.

Epic, thanks for that link! I went looking for reviews, and oy. Apparently most reviews are biased or faked, but what I found about the Metro was not great. And then I started going on forums, and holy crap. It's like trying to figure out which Mac you want to buy, and all the forums are Linux. I shit you not. Crazy lingo and endless modifications and DIY. Vapers and analogs and cartos and drip or dip and... My brain hurts now.

askye, I left my posting window open for a long time. That sounds... kind of unreasonable. I hope she chills out.

Hattrick: dammit, I was supposed to do another hour of work after dinner, and I got so lost down the e-cig rabbit hole that I totally spaced. Eff. Oh well.

{{{{askye}}}}

{{{{smonster}}}}

{{{{bonny}}}}

Dear Former Friend of Bonny:

You're not the boss of her. And I hope you find yourself constantly surrounded by people every bit as charming as yourself.

With Utmost Sincerity, Me.

Thanks Andi. You are so sweet.

Thanks, also, everyone else. I really appreciated the support yesterday. I'm a little bit sad to be letting go of this friendship because her son means a lot to me and I now see that if he communicates with me, it will go badly for him. But, in truth, I'm just relieved.

One of the benefits of age is that I am pretty comfortable with the content of my character and have very little patience with what we old codgers used to call "Peyton Place" drama. I really do like certain things about this woman, but not nearly enough to struggle for it.

Has officially entered her fourth decade.

Holla!