We don't control the A/C in our office building and the bank downstairs seems determined to freeze us to death. I am comfy enough, but I had to bring in a small heater for one of the girls here as she was bundled in sweaters all the time. I can't imagine what the electric bill is here. It is like walking into a cold storage unit when you walk into the bank.
'War Stories'
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 love that I am flying from DC (14 degrees this AM) to Burbank (at least mid 60s). I had such a good week but I cannot wait to be home.
Sparky, I hope everything is okay with your job.
Is that the first time this has come up? My stomach sank when I saw that.
Yeah, it's the first time he's been quite so blunt.
What really frustrates me about this whole process is that it really removes all discretion from the hiring manager themself. Unless they have proof the vet is lying or something, they have no real way to exercise a preference. Even if the guy (or gal) walks into the interview in jeans and a t-shirt, they get preference over civilians, and justifying passing them over is an onerous and bureaucratic burden.
Today is so much better than yesterday. Thanks for putting up with my pest control stress yesterday.
I have shifted furniture around in my room - not just back into place but in a new configuration and I like it so much better already. Blessing in disguise. Will get CJ and K-Bug's bf to move the bookshelves back in place...though now I'm looking around trying to come up with a new configuration for those too.
I'm with Stephanie on liking full on Winter in small doses. Though we have hard darned little of it so far this year. We need more moisture - rain/snow/whatever. It has been far too dry.
Job~ma to Sparky and Consuela.
Ugh, Suela. I can't believe how you, and the people who clearly know you and the quality of your work and actively want you there, are being painfully slow-motion screwed by this whole miserable process. So totally demoralizing for everyone (and, when things like this happen and the vet-with-preference comes in, I'm sure it sucks for the vet too; even in a maximum-discretion workplace, it's not hard to suss out when everyone misses your predecessor and wishes s/he were still here).
And huge vibes to you, Sparky, and your entire department - and what the fuck alien dictionary are the higher-ups using for their definition of "feel good"?
I won't say the temp here. I will say I love my city.
I did have to wear a jacket today, though. So it's a bit colder than the weekend.
I have become completely addicted to yoghurt with granola in it. I don't like granola as cereal, because I have to wait until it's all smoosh before I can eat it, and I might as well start with muesli. But good yoghurt and granola all soft--nummy.
Someone was talking to me yesterday talking about how employees were incentivised because you're rewarded for good work, and penalised for bad, and I had to laugh. I don't know if they're lucky, or they're still in school, but...come on now.
In case anyone needs pure mindless consumerist distraction, or a preemptive reward for what looks to be a hellish day, I cannot recommend Zulily enough today - look for the women's shoe sale called "Spring Step & Fly Flot," which is a horrible name but the shoes are all gorgeous and Fluevoggy, with quite a few that look extremely Scrappyish and Leeish and sarameggish and two pairs of extremely Jilli boots.
The bad news from one of our plants the other day was a fatality. Not uncommon in our industry, but really rough and the first one in 2-3 years, I think. bah.
There are a million pieces moving of high level meetings and travel. Several people are out of town and I feel like I am playing in a giant game of telephone/email tag with half conversations going around and people responded over each other because of delays in receiving messages.
Oh msbelle, that's a rough one.
shoes are all gorgeous and Fluevoggy, with quite a few that look extremely Scrappyish and Leeish and sarameggish and two pairs of extremely Jilli boots.
Luckily, they don't sell many shoes in my size. Even having just sold 4 pairs of shoes on ebay, I have way too many, and am going to try not to buy any more this year.
I am supposed to be doing my self assessment for this year's evaluation, and I don't wanna.