Congrats, Calli!
Willow ,'Showtime'
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.
Steph, I've spent most of the day waiting on a response from That One Manager Who Never Answers My Email.
I went ahead and did X thing today that I thought was correct, and within 5 minutes he emailed me (I assume he saw the activity on the database) and said "You could have just done Y, but X is okay too."
Well, (1) if X was okay, then you didn't need to contact me at all; (2) if you would have answered questions, I would have just done Y (which would have been less work for me anyway); and (3) the ONLY thing that gets you to email is when you see something "wrong"??? I wouldn't have done it wrong if you had just answered my first 2 emails, you giant knob.
New (to me) cat Breed that is sometimes hairless. (Or at least looks like it.)
When I'm dealing with people who do not return e-mails, I CC everything.
Exploding car = not good
But that slow-mo visual made me laugh. Only because I know you're ok.
Congrats, Calli!
I am currently across the street from my school because I realized I was getting hangry and needed to eat something before I had an issue.
Timelies all!
Sorry about the car, Strix.
New (to me) cat Breed that is sometimes hairless. (Or at least looks like it.)
Yeah, they're a new breed. Cute-looking, but not as cute as the Sphynx, with their weird head-shape and huge ears.
Sorry about the car, Strix. Not sorry about the mental image of you walking away in slow motion.
Congrats, Calli!
Hey, that mental image was the first time I've laughed all day!
Yeah, I'm all right. Just fucking tired of moving, and things going wrong -- basically, my engine wasn't getting into gear, I tried what my mechanic said, engine said no, and started making strange noises and I tried to make it home and 1/2 mile from home, POW oil just JETTING from the car and I'm in the left hand turn lane of a busy intersection at noon.
So no excitement, but I hope I was dressed cuter and looked more bad ass than I did, calling the insurance company for a tow in an orange hoodie and a skirt.
And after cleaning and moving MORE stuff (Still Not Done, Kill Me Fucking Now) we get an email from our realtor than closing will be pushed back.
And we're broke. And I'mm out of sleep and anxiety meds.
So. Tired.
Have reintroduced the Whiteboard of Lists to get my boss on track. Seems to be working somewhat as he's finally advertising for our seasonal position. Then forced him inadvertently to do seasonally appropriate work by starting a project too big for just myself an hour before the end of my day. I got scolded for it, but I didn't give a hoot. I would have worked late to finish it if he hadn't butted in, and his nonsense about coordinating is just that, as he's made it very clear that teamwork is not his thing. So, new agenda is to make gigantic messes that even he can't ignore. I'm growing as a person, I can feel it.
Growing horns, maybe. And a tail, and cloven hooves. So maybe not as a person. But growing.