MMP: Baby It's COLD Outside!

Oh, believe me, I’m getting around to looking. :slight_smile: Changing jobs, for me, is either a long, drawn-out process involving months of thinking about quitting and wondering what else I could get and the general behavior of an extremely unmotivated underachiever, or it’s a sudden “Screw you, I QUIT!!!” thrown in the face of somebody I’d been looking forward to yelling at for quite some time. Now that I’m certain I won’t be the one covering my friend when she goes on her honeymoon in a couple months, there’s nothing keeping me here, so I’ll probably move faster than usual. But it’ll still take a while unless there’s a moment of complete and total provocation on the part of somebody in the office. I’m slow about these things. :slight_smile:

Hi, hi all. Not much from my quarter to add today. I have no peeing incidents to report. Nor am I particularly relaxed; traditional Valentine’s Day activities did not occur at Chez Cherry. boo hoo But, the weekend’s … <snerk> … coming! :wink:

However, Weatherbug informs me it is now 57 degrees here. Every snowman in town should be melted by now! SPRING IS COMING. Yes, it is. It IS.

not fast enough for me!

::sigh:: I found out today that the school finally found out that I don’t have a roommate, so I get to go through consolidation, or pay 300 dollars for a single room. Since I practically live off campus anyway, I’m going to grin and bear it, and move into a room with another one of my acquaintances who had the same thing happen to him.

Now here’s where we come in handy, Drae, we’ve already thought about it and decided you should quit, so you can just skip that part and get right down to looking for a new job.
No need to thank us. That’s what we’re here for.

Best wishes to everybody who’s having surgery, feeling poorly, in jail, etc.

Bought some Spicy Thai potato chips at the store this morn. They’re…interesting.

How come Swiss cheese is so much more expensive than the other cheeses? I wanted a little swiss to go with the ham we got over the weekend, for sammies ya know, but the cheapest I could find was $7.49/lb. I ended up buying 1/2 lb of Monterey Jack for $2.00. Hmmph!

Can I come work for you Swampy? I don’t drink much, never do (illegal) drugs, and do great potluck. I’d be an asset to the office, I would.
Of course, that would require me to live within driving distance of my family. :eek:
Maybe I should rethink that.

You needen’t worry about my heart Puggy. The sight of nubile young women with their shirts off and massaging each other could only do my heart good. I’m just sayin.

I guess I missed Valentine’s Day huh?. Well happy belated V Day everybody. Next Monday is Presidents’ Day, so is everybody stocked up on Presidents’ Day cards and chocolate? I especially like the dark chocolate Abe Lincolns, myself.

It’s clear and cold here right now. They’re thinking we might have some snow on Friday. I’m betting not. But it’s cold enough.

It’s the holes.

It’s warm and lovely here, and I’m sleepy. Went grocery shopping with Driving Husband, then fed us lunch, and now I’m trying to get motivated to do some cleaning in the kitchen. I want to nap. I might go lie down for an hour, and then do half an hour’s cleaning before work.

Yes. That sounds good.

Bumba, I don’t have chocolate Abes, but I am darned ready for President’s day, since I happen to get the day off.

I’m going to spend it like I would any good holiday - watching movies, reading, maybe getting a run in there, but overall, doing WHATEVER I FEEL LIKE DERNIT.

I dunno Bumba those milk chocolate covered Washington nougats are really good. The white chocolate Hardings are pretty tasty too. Why would you want to work here? Why do I want to work here! Oh yeah, I like it, that’s why.

Y’all know how there’s always weird shaped pieces of cardboard covering stuff when it’s shipped? Well, I have learned a lot about those weird shaped pieces of cardboard. A local company makes ‘em. We have a contract with them now to break down, punch holes out of and palletize weird shaped pieces of cardboard which are then shipped to the places that like to use weird shaped pieces of cardboard to cover stuff before they ship it. Like right now, we have what appears to be a bajillion round and square (at the same time!) weird shaped pieces of cardboard to break down (no punchin’ this time) and palletize. They are called “End Caps”. They go on the ends of rolls of carpet. Who’da thunk it!

why *don’t * we have chocolate Abes and Georges?

I just spent the better part of ten minutes explaining to the Executive VP that the little thing that looks like a disk up in the top left corner means SAVE. This is my life. I’ve got ten years of secretarial experience, a certification from broadcasting school, experience in accounting, customer service, and gods only know how much else … and I work here.

I mystify myself, really.

And I’m down for chocolate presidents. Are we really celebrating any presidents other than George and Abe? It’s a holiday I’ve never really wrapped my head around. Of course, I don’t get the day off, so I really couldn’t care less. :slight_smile:

rosie beat me to it, kinda, but I was gonna say this about why Swiss cheese is so expensive.

See, when it’s made it comes out with all these perforated holes which need to be punched out. I’m sure this is why because holey weird shaped cardboard pieces come with perforated holes that need to be punched out. Logic tells me Swiss cheese is manufactured the same way. Makes sense, right?

As much sense as anything does around here, swampy. As far as presidents day chocolates, give me chocolate covered Washington cherries any old time. (N.O.E.C.) :smiley:

But then what do they do with the little cheese circles afterwards? :confused:

Meh… any job in which you have more techie knowledge than others in the office will require you to explain to them what the little thing that looks like a disk does. It’s the same here. We’ve just about gotten everyone trained in how to open an attachment to an email. They only get them, oh, every day. :smack:

I guess we could look at is as being a good thing that we’re so smart that we have to teach other people how to do stuff… right. I’ll work on believing that. ::sigh::

We’re hooooooooooome!!!

FCD was discharged this morning, and after a long, uncomfortable ride, he’s in his own bed, napping. As soon as we walked in the door, the cat yelled at us - I guess it was the kitty version of "Where the #^@($ have you people been??"* So to placate her, I gave her wet food early. She finished snarfing it down, went to her scratching toy, then made a weird yowling noise and charged hell-bent-for-leather down the hall to, I suspect, the sleeping FCD. Then she moseyed back to me for some skritches and at the moment, she’s washing up.

I’ve already been to the pharmacy to get his pain meds - oxycodone and oxycontin. I also filled the car and got me an Arby’s sammich because I was starving!! I’m now enjoying a bottle of cherry flavored water, relaxing for a bit. Bernie is still at Mom’s, and I’ll get her eventually. Mom doesn’t care if I don’t come back till next week! :eek: Is she planning to adopt my puppy away from me?? Nah, not likely.

I’m glad to be home. I want to sleep in my own bed and watch my own TV and spend some time with my poor sweetie. Since we canceled the Florida trek, I’ve got until Tuesday to hang at home, minus the return to fetch Bernie. Then next Thurs, we go back to Baltimore for the followup Dr visit. Which reminds me - I better call and make that appointment for him. Wonder where I can find Dr. Bob’s number??

YAY FC-family!

Your kitty’s reaction to your return seems perfectly normal - how long before she actually “forgave” you? I’ve noticed there is a proportional correlation between length of time gone and length of time til forgiven

FCM glad to hear it!

Chocolate Presidents. When I went looking for something, this is what I found. I don’t recognize him, but he may be Warren Harding or Grover Cleveland or one of the other ones that no one knows.

I believe we’re forgiven. She’s already climbed on FCD and stuck her butt in his face. I’m pretty sure that’s cat for “I wub ooo” :smiley:

Smart manufacturers melt it down into fondue.