Cilantro, no. Oxford comma, yes. I wouldn't know a muffaletta if it bit me back, but I like olives. Muffins are merely an excuse to eat cake for breakfast. Raisins belong in trail mix, not cookies.
Podcasts drive me nuts, listening to other people yak inanely, and hum and uh, and the clatter in the background, and most of it I can't hear clearly anyway, so it's frustrating.
Despite my introversion, I loved my office's open floor plan, and I was soul-crushed when they did away with it and put us all in 6x6 cubicles like veal. I was really happy at my job until they did that. But my co-workers are for the most part intelligent and funny people and I enjoy their company. If I hated them, that would have been a whole different story.
Moji said the family settled on the Angelus Funeral Home.
It's a bit on the nose, yeah?
How is TLDR these days? I stopped listening when the original hosts retired (I'm so bad with names).
Um, there's only been a couple of episodes so far. It's okay, but I think they're still finding their feet.
As for open offices, the ONLY way I know what's going on is eavesdropping, because my team never has any meetings and hardly anyone ever talks to me.
Yeah, you could say that.
On the nose, but perfect, but too much so. I want to know ita's opinion on the matter, dammit.
Callaluna, I'm in Hawaii on a 5-month contract, with an option to extend for an additional year. You don't realize how much of a series of rocks in the middle of the ocean it is until it becomes relevant to your life.
~ma to your neighbors, Anne, and to you.
On the nose, but perfect, but too much so. I want to know ita's opinion on the matter, dammit.
JZ summed up my feelings perfectly. (I want to know if the staff wears leather pants. I'm sure they don't.)
JZ, if you want to listen to nerdy podcasts by peeps from my chosen family: Fanboy News Network is about geek culture and is hosted by my big brother, and Don't Read the Latin is about the horror genre, and one of the hosts is the the mom of one of my goddaughters.
