I dropped my lunch. And it was yummy, too.
If it was yummy, then you must have dropped it right into your mouth.
Welcome back.
ETA: Mooooooooom, you camping in the bathroom yet? Have pillow, blanket, and laptop near The Facilities?
Well I thought it was going to be a simple day, but for at least the early shows I am running the sat truck in front of the alleged lottery winner in Baltimore who doesn’t want to share with the office pool. Don’t know if she is right or wrong, I do know I was sick of the local busibodies the first 5 minutes I was here.
“I wish I had your job!” I don’t have enough time in a day to explain what it took to get and keep my job, but I think I can sum it up this way. In the DC Metro area of millions of people, there are 60 local news photogs. That’s it.
At night I am one of 3 working at my station.
Jobs be scarce, and there have been layoffs of photogs at Fox 5 in the last month.
I am proud of my work but it is work; I worked damn hard to get here and I work damn hard to keep it. If I make it look easy it’s because I am good at it.
And the same goes for everyone else here. I know FCM is retired but she told me what she did and I am impressed by her former vocation. Phouka though not full time right now is a teacher and has my ultimate respect. Vunderbob - an ambo? Damn. I’ve taken the ride 4x, I could not do your job.
It is hard out there and I feel for anyone who is unemployed or underemployed - I am one fuckup away from that myself. But I just wanted to give a yell out to everyone and tell them I dig what you do and I know you do well.
Back to staking out the lottery lady’s house. Yay.
**BBBobbio **- I’ve downed the first 3 8-oz glasses of that nasty liquid. I expect to be reading Uncle John’s Bathroom Reader shortly. Unfortunately (or fortunately) **FCD **took his laptop to work with him… Oh, and the cherry flavoring doesn’t much help…
**Tugig **- admit it - you just love your job because you can wear the same shirt twice in a row! 
Job, hell. Running bambilance is a hobby. I drive a desk as a defense contractor for my day job.
Yeah, **BBBobbio **is one of them no-load, high-priced, slacker government contractors! That’s cause he can’t handle a real job, like working on an ambulance…
Maybe I shouldn’t have said that, considering he knows where I live and all… :eek:
Surgical center just called - I’ve been pushed back to 1215 instead of 11. Makes it easier for **FCD **since he doesn’t have to leave too early to come get me.
And I’m still shivering like crazy. I need a hot shower, but I’m afraid to try it yet…
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Vunderbob - an ambo? Damn. I’ve taken the ride 4x, I could not do your job.
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You’d probably really dig my sister in law. She’s a volunteer firefighter, so she goes into burning buildings to pull out people for the likes of Bobbio to haul off to the hospital. Oh, did I mention her 60th birthday is in the past?
As for me, I’m just a mainframe jockey, doing my best to ensure that your money is where you expect it to be. This could mean in your account, earning interest, or able to spring forth from your bank card so you can buy something, or even as basic as available when you walk up to an ATM.
Shit. I told that story wrong. :smack: Mixed up the punchline. Reverse the two for me…
:rolleyes:
Yeah, I know where you live. Remember, I’m an EMT. Legally, I can take your clothes off.
Howdy Y’all! Home from irk. YAY!!! Dindin is bein’ made by Pizza Hut cause, well, I can’t be bothered. 
MOOOOOOOM tell her not to worry. If the doofus is stoopid enough to bait bears with yummy corn dogs, then the bears will take care of the situation. Now I want corn dogs.
I know there’s other stuff to respond too and I will later. However, pizza is about to arrive and I’s hongry!
I have finished my pavering. My hands are tingling like crazy and I’m exhausted but it only took me one day (other than finding an awesome price, the only way I convinced Sweetie to buy me the pavers was by promising he wouldn’t have to help and I’d be done in under 48 hours).
I’m another who’s impressed by what people do, especially now that I’m pretty much a non-wife housewife.
Some cool news - I got a letter yesterday telling me that I was one of 15 people chosen by my last school to be included in the 2012 Who’s Who. This is the last of the 3 goals I had for my time at Quinsig (the others being actually finishing my AA and joining the honor society). For me, Who’s Who will be nice to put on a resume but it means more for my mom. I think that having the only one of her 3 children go to college while doing exactly what she did (same school, same degree, same honor society, Who’s Who) means a lot to her, especially since I’m doing what she couldn’t (continuing with my BS).
I went on to prove I deserve to be in Who’s Who by putting the biography paper in the mail…without a stamp. :smack:
Of course, as I said last night, maybe having Who’s Who on my resume will help me out if UConn puts me on academic probation after this semester (yes, I failed my second test, no there is no way I’ll pass the semester now).
Mooooooom - I was amused yesterday when I noticed for the first time that the pharmacy will flavor your liquid medicine with any flavor you want. I can’t think of a single flavor they could add to any of the liquids I’ve taken that will make it taste less revolting. This is especially true for the medications that are like drinking chalk. Bananananana flavor AND liquid chalk? Blech. I find myself eternally grateful that I haven’t needed to drink my medication in years.
Afternoon all. mr ems is currently contacting all his fambly to make sure they are all OK after tornados ripped though Dallas today.
Tomorrow I have a supplier vist then my final follow up with the knee guy to make sure my ACL repair has all healed up after 6 months. Whoohoo!
fcm I nursed aka laughed at mr ems last year when he did it. Good luck.
Oh yeah, like you don’t undress me with your eyes every time you see me! :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
For those keeping score - it’s working… boy, is it working…
MOOOOOOOM are you singin’ Gotta Go Right Now! 
**swampy **- nope, I’m pretty much empty.
Off to knit the night away…
Happy Tuesday, all.
Just came across this really cute set of pictures of different ways dogs sleep. Also hilarious in some cases.
Tired from long day. Haven’t read yet.
Hugs all.
GT
So I finally got a fancy thinkin’ box this afternoon; however, it didn’t have local admin rights (which we’re supposed to have for the first two weeks to download & install all of the work-related/required software) & given it’s a mega-corp, there are multiple email suffixes. They gave me the wrong one & didn’t even alias the correct one. If you send an email to IRLname@<WhatEveryoneElseHas>.com, it rejects! So I really got a fancy doorstop box today.
Need to take deep breaths, & remember even baby steps are progress :dubious:
yeah, baby steps. The way I ache right now, I may have to crawl in to work tomorrow.
Ugh, I am never buying Manwich again. Did they change the recipe, or something? It was awful. I had a hankering for sloppy joes, so bought a couple cans of that stuff thinking it would be a decent, but quick weekday dinner.
Serious mistake. And sadly, it’s not like it’s too terribly hard to make sloppy joes from scratch. :smack: Mr. Taters didn’t even finish his.
I endured another day of work. Two down; two to go. Other than the dinner debacle, my day hasn’t been all that exciting or interesting.
Hope you’re past the worst of the icky drink and your pipes are cleared, FCM.