Mad wind out there. Tumbleweeds bouncing off everything. Spring in the west.
And I wonder, what possible catastrophe came crashing down from heaven and brought this dashing stranger to tears?
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Connie Neil - Apr 14, 2015 10:30:38 am PDT #24450 of 30000
brillig
Jesse - Apr 14, 2015 11:00:07 am PDT #24451 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I don't think anyone at my job knows how to use tumblr, and yet? They're doing a campaign on tumblr. I'm not sure if I should say anything to anyone.
tommyrot - Apr 14, 2015 11:02:25 am PDT #24452 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I don't think anyone at my job knows how to use tumblr, and yet? They're doing a campaign on tumblr. I'm not sure if I should say anything to anyone.
That reminds me of the commercial where two executives are on an elevator and overhear two bike messengers talking about the latest trendy social media site, so the executives decide to go all-out with it despite not knowing anything about it.
brenda m - Apr 14, 2015 11:08:42 am PDT #24453 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I get the flip side.
"Why don't we have a social media strategy??? Our competitors are out there and we're totally missing the boat."
Are you on Twitter? "No." LinkedIn? "No."
Are you beginning to understand why you're not aware of our social media strategy? "What do you mean?"
Jesse - Apr 14, 2015 11:11:33 am PDT #24454 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Classic.
-t - Apr 14, 2015 11:23:14 am PDT #24455 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
That's great, brenda.
Ugh, shrift, I'm sorry.
Jesse, are you thinking of revealing yourself as a tumblr maven, or just pointing out that none of these people have a clue?
Haircut achieved. A little working from home and then interview.
Jesse - Apr 14, 2015 11:25:26 am PDT #24456 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesse, are you thinking of revealing yourself as a tumblr maven, or just pointing out that none of these people have a clue?
This is why I can't say anything, right? I mean, I don't want to get into my actual level of tumblring, but I'm sure someone would ask what my tumblr is and then what? I guess I could just say it's personal? It just seems like a whole kettle of fish.
flea - Apr 14, 2015 11:33:17 am PDT #24457 of 30000
information libertarian
Ah, work at a public library. Gentleman walks up, asks me where he can get his w-2 form. I explain that the w-2 form is usually sent by your employer directly to your home. He says he means the form to file your taxes. I ask Federal taxes? He says yes. I ask does he know which form - the 1040EZ, or...? Yes, that one. I print him the 2-page form. He asks for a pen.
Ten minutes later he's back and asks me to look up the address where you send it. Are you getting a refund? Yes. It's in Fresno.
Fastest I've ever seen anyone file taxes, and not a lick of paper did he bring with him.
Zenkitty - Apr 14, 2015 11:39:46 am PDT #24458 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Fastest I've ever seen anyone file taxes, and not a lick of paper did he bring with him.
I bow before the master.
Connie Neil - Apr 14, 2015 11:42:14 am PDT #24459 of 30000
brillig
The wind map for my region shows continual steady winds. I'm beginning to worry that the light poles in the parking lot aren't up to the swaying they're doing. And there's a howl when the door to the atrium is opened up. Possibly not the best day to have worn sandals and a skirt. There's a haze of dust as far as I can see. I think I'll take the long way home, the one not populated by high-profile vehicles.