Brrrrrrrrrr in the MMP

{{{butters}}} Just don’t breathe in the direction of the MMP!

metal mouse, are you going to live dangerously when you retire and sleep in until six? :smiley:
I’m with Moooom on the LinkedIn advice. It’s prolly a good idea to set up your account while you’re still working. I’m not actively looking for other employment, but I still get nibbles and keep up with contacts.

Our football luncheon went well. Uncle Bud’s http://unclebuds.com/ catered it, so it was catfish, chicken, hush puppies, slaw, white beans, cookies and tea or lemonade. I’s stuffed. :slight_smile:

I’m making progress on month end so I hope I won’t have to stay late tomorrow.

On the home front, I’ve had a request from my (favorite) niece to make her some helmet decals for her amateur roller derby helmet. I’m trying to explain to her that I’m limited to my software, some original art and small dimendions (curvature of the helmet). I think she’s beginning to grok that we can’t easily go with a complicated and/or large piece. So far, her rollergirl name in a Germanic font and I’m playing with several skull designs.

BLURF STILL. I am trying to catch up on some online training. It is never ending.

red and FCM, I’ll take a look at LinkedIn; already browsing some of the local sites, but not seeing anything that would capture my interest.

and red, I might even wait for 0730 before arising; living the high life, i’ll be…

Spent 2.5 hours in old files trying to find some paperwork from 6 years ago. Found some of it, wrecked my eyeballs in the process (or at least the head muscles around them). So ate at Mickey D’s and am tkaing the afternoon easy.

GRRRRRRRRRR!

I took on an employee over three years ago on a temporary part time basis. I fought to keep her and eventually got her full time status. I have mentored her and bent over backwards to accommodate all her problems, even letting her drop back to 35 hours per week to help her because she has kids and her hubby is deployed as a civilian. Today she informed me she is going to apply for another position within the organization for the second time. I do not want to hold anyone back from moving up or making more money but dammit I put a lot of time into helping her keep this job. She can’t give me a full 40 hours per week but can a new position? WTF?

She is not likely to get the promotion but at this point I hope she does so I can get someone I can count on. The last time she applied for a Liberty Coordinator position and did not get it she was devastated. What am I? If she does not want to be here then please by all means move on. Bitch.

Glad my week is done. And I’m perplexed - the boss’ boss sent out an email asking if we knew of anyone who wanted a drafting job - they’ve got mechanical and electrical drafter positions to fill.

:confused:

I go begging for work to do and they want to hire more drafters? I’m definitely spending part of tomorrow on a resume/cover letter. Them folks is nuts!!!

**FCD **doesn’t want supper, so I don’t know what I’ll do. I’m hungry. Maybe I’ll just steam some shrimp. I don’t feel like having a sammich. Or maybe I can order a pizza? Oh, wait - I’ve got lasagna in the freezer… that’s quick and easy.

I came home from a craptastic day at work and ate some pineapple. This is getting out of control. I have the pineapple monkey on my back! Nothing else sounds remotely enticing to me.

checks to make sure NC is still in the South

is not a transplant unlike certain other unnamed people called doggio

I don’t know what I’m having for dinner. I had pasta with veggie soup for breakfast and I still feel too full.

Me too. I am the Southermost Doper and am from Georgia.

yep, them folks are nuts.

I’ve ingested a hunk of lasagna. Now I’m having some almonds. Chocolate cake later. So goeth dinner.

Howdy Y’all! I was a bzzy bear at irk today. Then I came home to da cave and made cubed steak 'n gravy, smashed N.O.T., squish, butter beans and crescent rolls for dindin which was ingested a little while ago. NUM! Tomorrow is irk from home day. YAY!

{{{Butters}}} feel better soonest. Dang ankle bitin’ rugrats!

Spidey anything from BarfFilA is yuk. Now you know. :smiley:

butters, if your employee doesn’t get promoted beyond her abilities, give her enough rope to hang herself. :smiley:

Lily, it sounds like you have a real pineapple addiction. There are unhealthier and more expensive things to have a jones fo, I guess. :stuck_out_tongue:

I just survived Round II of the phone tree/hold cycle hell that is ordering glucose test strips that my insurance company pays for (and at $200 a month, hell yeah I’m going to let them buy). The call gets routed through BFIndia before landing in a holding pattern that actually plays some decent jazz as background, but the automated voice interrupts every 55 seconds to tell me that I am a valued customer, please hold. This happens four times a year. I do ask each time when they’re going to enter the 21st century and allow this online.

After today’s lunch, a salad and an apple is on the dinner menu.

I think I am the Northernmost of the Southerners.

Are you feeling better?

Swampy I thought I was the only person alive who doesn’t care for chickfila. I’ve never understood the love, everything is dry, including the chicken. Although the cottage fries are pretty good.

Is there some @#$! contest that I missed in a Staff Meeting?
Relatives from Tennessee were giving Fatherplant a hard time about Arkansas not being Southern. "Tennessee is as close to Mason-Dixon’s line as you can be and still be South of it.

We shall retire to the boudoir to watch teevee until sleepy time which the way I’m yawnin’ now that won’t be long.

Nitey Nite Y’all!

I worked, I walked Gordie, I cleaned the bathroom. then I dozed off in my chair.

I believe the proper Southern term for me is “damn Yankee”.

Feel better soo, Butters!

MetalMouse, you’re adding a new roof and a ceiling leak?:dubious:

jtu, highs of 35 are why family moved out of Wisconsin 40 years ago. And welcome to the MMP(we can call you Keyboard

I’ve never found their food dry. [shrug]

The co-irkers were fine today, although I really wish God/fate/the universe/whatever you care to call it would cut my team some slack. Today, I had three assorted “not feeling well” and found out that two others (not any of the ill) had been in traffic accidents within the last few days (not with each other). One of the unfortunate drivers had also injured herself at work within the last few days (dropped something heavy on her foot, broken toe was suspected).

We REALLY need a moratorium on illness/injury in my department, especially with a game of “musical supervisors” going on in the store. I do get to keep current supervisor B (to my relief, I had worried about winding up with one particular supe I fear as a person), but he’s taking on the neighboring department as well. That’s because neighboring department’s supe, D, is moving to a third department, replacing that supe, N, who is being moved to a fourth to cover for that supe, A, being promoted to another position in the store. His predecessor, L, managed to combine maternity leave with a move out of state.

Everyone got that? :smiley:

DH and I will now have the same supervisor, but still be in separate departments (I’m a lead). B is well aware of who’s related how to who among his crew, so I’m sure any potential hiccups will be managed appropriately. I do treat DH as just another co-irker on the clock and save the personal for the breakroom anyway.

I do get rid of one PITA, since M is leaving anyway (his last day is tomorrow). A potential problem for B just ended her stay today (I suspect she didn’t really get a vote on that). He does have another problem M in his new crew, but it’s a small store, so all the supes pretty much know all the associates who’ve been there longer than a few weeks.

Now on campus, killing time before class. May have to have DH check out an intermittent problem with Hannibal’s spacebar.

Considering my alarm went off at 0400, and I’ll be in class until about 2100, getting home by 2130 if I’m very lucky, I’m VERY glad I have tomorrow off.

Feel better, Butters. Young kids are quite skilled at spreading germs. I used to get pinkeye several times a year when I worked with infants and toddlers.

Today has not been my favorite day ever. It’s been a series of minor catastrophes and I’m ready for it to be over. I had a brief cry and am now watching Faceoff.

Missed the edit window on one problem with my day:

I work in a thrift store, and deal with eBay resellers a lot. Aside from a weird negative emotional reaction I have to the concept of snapping up items that were donated to charity to profit off them (which I concede does not really have a logical basis), a lot of the resellers are complete sphincters. They’re pushy and demanding to employees, aggressively pushy about getting at a new cart of stuff FIRST, and even so greedy that they’ll try to get into employee-only areas to get at stuff FIRST.

Today, the piranha swarms were scary aggressive. I was getting complaints from other customers about the feeding frenzy, I wasn’t the only worker getting a bit scared by the pouncing mobs, and a couple of them did try to sneak into off-limits areas. We even had a tug-of-war over an item (I settled it by taking the object in question and doing my best mother glare at both parties). I went to a manager for help dealing with them. I’m not sure what she said to them, since I had other tasks to handle out of earshot (not intentionally), but they behaved a LOT better when she got done with them.

I love this particular manager. She’s a total sweetie, but you do NOT want to go over her limits, and she’s great about having an employee’s back when dealing with a problem customer.