Sounds good, Juliebird. Maybe all offices should have a greenhouse. I want one. I don't know what to do with it, but I want one.
Giles ,'Touched'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sewer work commences tomorrow by a contractor for the city. But there is a city sewer truck out there now (this is downstream of me.)
Doesn't bode well.
I found a perfectly fitting gored Talbot's teeny polka-dotted skirt at a consignment shop for $12 in immaculate condition. It's business casual for the interview, so I just need to pop out to Old Navy tomorrow and get a fitted cardigan or such for 50% off and I'm set for the interview tomorrow. Thank god.
I've been working in a windowless basement office for two and a half years. Today, I was shown a new office option. Still in the basement, but it has windows. Yes please.
Stranger at Allyson's work knows sense.
Good luck, Strix! Yay skirt!
Yay perfect skirt opportunity, Strix!
Yay window opportunity, Kiba!
Boo sewer opportunity, sarameg. May that go well.
I watched the SOTU address, and watched the official rebuttal. That's it, no more speeches.
I liked that POTUS got a minor jab in during SOTU. Boehner looked constipated as usual.
I've been working in a windowless basement office for two and a half years.
In my career, I've spent a lot of time working in various windowless server rooms, but the very worst was when my department of three got moved into sub-basement level 3 in the bowels of a malfunctioning skyscraper. Our office was a small, low-ceiling, smelly, open-plan room without cell service. If you got lost in the warren of tunnels, you'd know to turn around once you stumbled over the stored Christmas decorations.
In short, windows are nice. I hope you get windows.
Windows are good. I like seeing stuff.
Ha! Actually I meant beef liver (because that's "liver" in my head) but that's clearly not what I wrote. Chicken liver on the other hand, much depends on the preparation. Like sauteed in butter is a bit too forward to me, but I love pate and love it in pasta sauces.
Oh. Totally different. We're back to samesies.
If you got lost in the warren of tunnels, you'd know to turn around once you stumbled over the stored Christmas decorations.
We used to tell new hires to navigate through the halls by the busts. "Turn left at Marconi to get to Publications!" I'm glad I never had to work in a basement; I had enough trouble breathing in a closed building. Although IEEE's basement is sweet, it looks like a starship down there.