Scrappy, what about exercises you can do at your desk? Healthy lunches to pack? Or any kind of particularly HR thing you know a lot about that you would want to tell employees?
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
I called my BFF and she isn't there, so I'm stuck talking to my faux-niece who can talk 100 miles an hour and I have no idea what she's talking about. Except now she's reading me the script she wrote for her drama class where she played a reincarnated Tinkerbell who swore a lot (but in French so she could get away with it). And now we're talking about balls and she's trying to make lewd jokes and I'm pretending not to understand. She's 15. And now I'm on hold while she messages her friend.
And now she's playing me YouTube videos. Over the phone. And describing the action.
Zen, I think I hear your neighbor knocking on your door! How sad that you have to end such a fun conversation!
She's dyed pink streaks in her hair. Because all the Emo kids in Tennessee are dying their hair pink. But she doesn't like pink anymore. She just wanted to change her hair color.
Grape juice.
I've given her the ingredients in Kool-Aid so she can figure out if she wants to dye her hair with that. And now she's talking about dying the cat blue. I disavow all knowledge and responsibility.
I once wrote a serial for our company newsletter about a dour librarian who worked in retrospective conversion, and his company that would take care of the libraries that no one else had the guts to take care of, and his adventures at the library of the tall, blonde dame who walked into his office begging for her to help him.
After a few months, my serial was about the only thing in the newsletter. When that adventure ended, they said they'd get back to me on if they needed another one for the next newsletter. There weren't anymore newsletters. The woman in charge of it didn't really like me. I think she got tired of everyone flipping directly to the page where my story was.
Gotta make sure that the kool aid is sugar free, otherwise it's a nasty sticky mess.
erin, good to know! You've done this before, I take it?