I am kind of shoicked that a transatlantic flight would just get cancelled. I guess that's naive.

Back at my desk and Latin America exploded while I was out. Nice to be needed, but I'm going to be buried in this for the rest of today...

I thought today was going to be a good day until I got in to work. Then five people pounced on me with things they need me to do as soon as I sat down and the cleaning lady started hovering around my desk with her vacuum set on 747 engine turbine.

Vacuuming in the morning is very wrong.

I think I might need fully-leaded coffee to get through today...

From over the cubicle wall:

You know what the world needs? Chili-cheese Fritos. That's what this day needs, Milena, chili-cheese Fritos. Chili-cheese Fritos will save the world. Watch me work. (And he goes off, apparently in search of chili-cheese Fritos)

So, I got indirectly hit by a bus just now. I was standing on a street corner (on the sidewalk) and there is a big metal barricade there (because construction on the next block) and the (trainee) bus slowly missed the turn and clipped the barricade and the foot of the barricade scraped across my feet. My shoe is pretty much ruined and I have minor scrapes and bruises on my feet. I was NOT impressed by the response of the person in charge on the bus, who wrote my name and number down in a spiral bound notebook (or, obviously, the trainee driver, who I trust will not be getting a job.)

I think I am going to go hit Zappos to soothe my soul. My coworker suggests I should get a free bus pass for a year.

Soothe your soul but also contact the bus service directly, flea--they should pay for your shoes at the very least!

I am having my version of Zen's coffee-made-with-coffee (breakfast of the recently incepted, I'm sure): decaf concentrate (for flavor) in a cup of whatever regular coffee we buy in bulk for the office (+ splenda and cream because I am splurging on food for the High Holidays)

Actually started posting this an hour and a half or so ago and had to go to a meeting before I finished. Not sure if it's helping or not - pot of tea time, now.

Yikes, flea! Definitely contact the bus directly - I have zero faith in the integrity of the spiral bound notebook system for seeing you get taken care of.

Oh jeez, flea! Agree with everyone else.

Also, after they asked for the demonology books I was like, "Sure! Let me look up the call number," and the one girl said to the other, quietly, "See, they don't judge."

I used a class session last week to talk about demonology, tracing its influence on theories of mental illness up to the current day, rejecting it as an empirically supported explanation, but acknowledging the inferiority of fairly recent "scientific" explanations of disease (e.g. the common cold caused by dampness or swamp gasses)to the demonology alternative (common cold cause by an unseen creature that invades the person and takes over the machinery of the body until it can be destroyed or expelled).

I'm sure that's what they were looking for.