All I have to say is FCM started it, I just answered.
Ok, pizza has been et and ACBG left to go do a mountain of paperwork, bless his heart! (In the good way) I’m considerin’ a martini. If I do that I’ll go to bed early cause that’s what martinis tend to do to me. They’re sooooo good but they do make me sleepy after one or two. That is why, children, a martini is made for sippin’, not gulpin’.
Hope everyone is havin’ a great evening. Puggy we’re promised a sixty percent chance of thunderstorms tonight. I say, bring it on!
Oh, and I was in the pool earlier. The water temp is 86 degrees Amurrkin right now. That’s what happens when the outside temp is 95 with a heat index of 101.
Yeah, I can’t say I’m sorry to see one of the two people go. She wasn’t terribly good at her job. I’ve had to ask for files (that she has… I’m not asking her to do anything other than email them to me) 3 times before in order to get them, and I’ve heard similar stories from others. But the other woman was really nice, and I thought she was doing pretty well, even though she’s new.
And you are right, Jah. I don’t know if the admins are treated as well as the analyst level and above. But the company puts so much emphasis on its employees that it seems hard to believe they’d be THAT bad to the admins. I know the Big Boss that one of them worked for (the ineffective one), and all the interactions I’ve had with him have been very positive. But again, who knows. There’ll probably be rumors but we’ll probably never know for sure. But on the plus side, this is the second person that I didn’t like all that well who has left the company.
My condolences to you and your family, meli.
Good luck dealing with the annoying neighbors, BioTigs. That sucks.
BioTigs, I would definitely fight back(legally) against evil neighbor.
taxi, in the south, you always add “bless his/her heart”, when slamming someone. It’s the polite thing to do: “His parents were never married, bless his heart”
OK - I started to read all the posts, but y’all are just too damn loquacious today.
{{{{{meli}}}}}}
FCM - sounds like, in spite of the meager profit, you had a good day. Next time raise your prices 15%-25% (depending on the size of the piece) that’s not so high that stuff would seem overpriced, and you’d be surprised what a difference that could make in your take home.
My day:
Get to work.
Drink coffee
Plow thru 6 weeks of emails
Drink more coffee
Verify that someone did in fact deal with them all
Dive into my regular work
Get up every hour and walk around (ow ow ow ow)
Run to bank at lunch
Pop a pain pill at around 3pm
Drink more coffee
Go into supervisor’s office and whine for 15 minutes.
Finish work
ALL WITHOUT BENEFIT OF MY MUSIC grrrrrrrr :mad:
Go to physical therapy.
Get praise from the PT guy at how well I’m doing
Come home and collapse
Do it all again tomorrow
>sigh<
Most leftovers were consumed. I think the chickie tit will be my lunch tomorrow. I made a batch of cucumber-onion salad - some of that will be lunch tomorrow, too.
It’s thundering, but it sounds pretty distant. Bummer - I want rain.
gt, I’d appreciate any insight you could offer. The only vendors I’ve checked out did really high end stuff, and more traditional. How do you price a monster?? But I do think the first thing I need to do is double every price. And go from there.
But I’ll still have stuff to give away.
I want ice cream. We’re all out. That sucks. * <sigh>*
You know, you overhear the most fascinating things in elevators! Because no matter how many times people are told not to talk business in the elevator/train/plane/restaurant, they do it anyway. I couldn’t wait to come home with my new, Google-able search terms. Very interesting reading.
Now I’m only tired, instead of exhausted, like last week. Cheerios for dinner, then to bed. I lead such an exciting life!
Okay, you can find anything on the internet. Proof? A knitting pattern for none other than our friend the Flying Spaghetti Monster, bless His noodly appendages! He is definitely going to be my next project!
I decided to shave my legs tonight because it was either shave 'em or braid 'em. I managed to cut myself in 5 places and am now covered in wads of bloody toilet paper because the bandaids won’t stick.
Congratulations, FairyChatMom. Sounds like you had a productive time, even if you didn’t make loads of cash. (Yet.) (I’ve always been jealous of people who can make nice stuff like that.)
I got my paperwork to fill out for my FMLA leave today, so I can take that with me when I go to sign and fill out the stuff they faxed to the doctor’s office. I think this is the point where I’m supposed to start freaking out.
And now I’m beholden to my roommate for transportation for the rest of the week, since I dropped off my car at the shop this morning.
Ya wanna talk crappy? I walked into a house of crappy. Ernie must have gotten into something unogly - he crapped all over the house! Dad cleaned up most of it, but he doesn’t put a lot of elbow into it. I rescrubbed about 15 spots of liquid shit. AND he pooped on my newly washed comforter! Poor thing was sick, but jeez-o-peet what a frickin mess. We’re gonna have to break out the shampooer this weekend. At least it didn’t soak into the bed! Gah…
So after I did all that, and got the sheets and blankie in the wash, I fixed dinner. I was about to tear heads off, and everybody stayed out of my way. I think my blood sugar was low. I fixed pan-fried tilapia, salad, and oven baked NOT wedges - they were awesome. A bit of Tony Chachere’s and garlic powder and EVOO - baked at 425° for 45 minutes. Mmm. Cheered me right up. As did the Beam…
Damn I wish I lived closer to you, Swampy, I’da been over chillin’ in your pool. I’d even cook supper for ya! It’s a hot MF over here.
{{Meli}} Your grandma sounds like she was a hell of a woman.
Doesn’t ‘bless your heart’ generally mean, ‘what a moron’, or ‘stupid jackass’ or something? It’s a way of making nasty comments sound slightly nicer. Like, “She tries so hard, bless her heart”.
Not a compliment.
Hello to everyone. I managed to work. Time to take meds and go to bed.
Sometimes, “bless your heart” means exactly that. It doesn’t have to be a sugar-coated insult. (I know it’s complicated, but you can tell what it means from context.)
Lucy just puked. AGGGHHH! At least she made it outside. Maybe some of that mess was hers? Hell, I don’t know. I do know that neither Lucy or Blaze would poop on the (thank Og it’s leather!) couch…
Please let it be over with! Tuesday has to be better than this…
But I do think the first thing I need to do is double every price. And go from there.
