My badge stopped working last Friday (June 1st), which makes sense since my original contract ended in May. Security assures me that it’s working. The AA assures me that, since Security says my badge is working, it is working. The card readers go red and beep angrily at me. A lot of people who didn’t know me before (because I spent most of my time in D until recently) are getting to know me as “that girl whose badge isn’t working.”
If it wasn’t depressing/:rolleyes:worthy it would be a good sig:
An object is always going to be more stubborn than a person.
Congrats on the A, Haze, you must be so glad it’s over. I know I heaved a huge sigh of relief when I finally finished the last round of studying. Now I just need to decide what to do next and apply for it before 'im indoors has the chance to object!
Special, doesn’t it make you feel good to know you get your morning before I do? I’m posting this at 10.30am because it’s the first chance I’ve had to look at the Dope, and I think it must be also time for a cup of tea because I’ve been too busy to get one this morning.
BioRosie, you’re doing incredibly well with the recovery now, I’m sure from here you’ll see progress in, well, you know, leaps and bounds!
Nava, the boss hasn’t quite decided that things have to be in pretty colours yet but I can see it going that way. Luckily she doesn’t have a computer at home so she can’t spend her spare time dreaming up pointless things for me to do. She came round this morning to see if I had enough work to do and I think she was quite impressed by the size of today’s “to-do” list. I never used to bother with a list but she’s always concerned that I have too much time on my hands, I decided a fancy list would be a great idea.
Drae - hope you get Roomie’s finances sorted out, I’d be straight back to that company giving them several pieces of my mind. And using the pointy stick. See, you just can’t go wrong with a good pointy stick.
Wow - double congrats to Haze on the A on your thesis!!
I went to bed early last night; unfortunately, I woke up during the night, but I did get back to sleep. I’m up and caffeinating now and should be at work, on time. Should be. I’ve got some “busy” work that I’ve been putting off that now I’ve got to do, so at least I’ll be busy today. Tedious stuff, that’s why I hadn’t done it yet.
I think I got distracted and forgot to congratulate BioRosie on her walking without a cane. Excellent news!!!
Hi Kat!
Wow, that sounds really bad, Drae. How did they manage to pay her severance pay at the wrong time? Aren’t they going to have to pay it anyway? (Yeah, I know, they’ll get a nickel more interest if they keep it longer, but still…)
BooFae do you have any reporting you have to do? “Write weekly report” is always on my list (even though mine only gets done about once a month, if my boss is lucky).
Nava that light isn’t actually telling you your badge doesn’t work; it’s actually an extra-special greeting device that allows you to be greeted by actual humans. Doesn’t that make you feel all warm and fuzzy?
I am attempting to caffeinate. Need to make my lunch and otherwise get ready for work. I think I still wound up short on sleep because I woke up at 4 and don’t think I actually fell asleep again. Well, at least the hour-long nap didn’t hurt. I don’t think. But now I feel like I could sleep another hour.
Mornin’ Y’all! I’m up and caffienated. I have an “interview” this mornin’ at ten. I put it in " "s because I ain’t takin’ it seriously. I don’t see any reason for me to even want to have anything to do with insurance but, hey I look at it as good practice anyways.
After that, Ima go price tires. Twuck needs tires bless its heart! I could do without spendin’ money for that right now but it won’t make me strapped for cash if’n I do, so if I find a good deal twuck will get new shoes.
Haze I’d venture to say that most of us had a “THAT GUY (OR GIRL)” or ten in our lives. What we all do is learn from it and move on. Scottish Darling obviously has forgiven you, so forgive yourself, ok? Besides you’ll have your hands full beatin’ some learnin’ into those community college students haids.
Ok, I suppose I could go get productive. I suppose. It’s all cloudy and we’re promised rain/tstorms today. Maybe I should iron those shirts hangin’ in my laundry room before they think they’ve been orphaned and abandoned.
Good morning MMP! I’m up and caffeinating before work. Maggie has her morning stroll. It’s supposed to be hot all this week with not much chance of rain.
It’s not that they paid it at the wrong time … it’s that they decided not to pay it at all, as far as we can tell. Woohoo. And she’s so pissed off that she pretty much refuses to call them, because she knows what their answer will be. And if I tell her to call them one more time, she’ll probably stab me with her embroidery scissors.
sounds like you could use some legal counsel. IANAL, nor do I play one on TV, but something is obviously wrong. She deserves the pay, doesn’t she? call one of those firms that advertise on TV or something.
Yow. It looks like night out there, and the rain is pouring down like the clouds evicted its deadbeat ass.
Oddly my mood isn’t reflecting the miserable weather though; I’ve got my coffee, I’ve got my banana muffin, I’m more or less vertical, and it’s an artificially short week for me this week. I have that stoopit rent increase hearing to attend on Friday – the one where the management company wants to hoist the rent higher than the recommended amount so we tenants can pay for the rebuilding of the balconies that we didn’t ask for and they didn’t need. Stoopit management. Hopefully enough of us tenants show up to have a voice loud enough to tell them where to shove it, 'cos if they’ll be raising it by $100-200/mo next year, I’ll be raising my ass on outta there.
I discovered something mildly disappointing: That E-Mail wasn’t real. Or rather, it served a purpose, but it was written by our purchaser from his dad’s E-Mail. I guess he thought he’d have a bit of fun. He really did need a breakdown for that particular model, but the E-Mail was just a kind of quasi-reminder to do it when it got to work yesterday, couched in a way that gave us all a laugh. I was afraid it was a bit too over-the-top to be real, but I’ve got to give C his props for a well-played hoax.
Hank - Congrats on the A! As if there was any doubt. Now you get the whole gradgiashin thing and some free party time to celebrate – well away from That Idiot and his libidinous influence. I wouldn’t beat yourself up over the whole thing. We’ve all made dumbassed mistakes we regret almost the instant we make them. You just move on from it and thank those that stick by you for not curbing you when you felt like you deserved it. The best apology is not making the same mistake again.
Dogbutler - I think your feline friend is subtly trying to suggest that you change your nick to Catbutler.
Morning, all. <yawn> I was awakened by Papa Tigs, calling just to let me know he was walking by the (parked) motorcade of My Least Favorite President EVER (Even Less Favorite Than Nixon), who is making a “stealth visit” to shake a few hands and give out a few Purple Hearts. If you can call a motorcade containing two D.C. cop cars, 8 motorcycles, 8 other assorted Secret Service vehicles, and two limos stealthy. I guess the stealth part comes in by making the trip without the benefit of the press corps, which is a whole 3-ring circus in and of itself. Anyway, yippee for him. :rolleyes:
Now I’m caffeinating and telling myself to do something constructive. Like find some decent computer support for the reporting firm I do a lot of my work for. They have the most inept folks doing their computing – it’s one problem after another. Their email goes down regularly without warning, so I’ll send emails and they’ll vanish into the ether never to reappear, and certainly without a bounce notice to let me know they didn’t get there. Last night was a new one – I got two emails about 16 hours after they had been sent. I could have walked into D.C. and talked to them and walked home in less time than it took those emails to reach me! Papa Tigs keeps offering to let them hire him for a nice fat consulting fee, and someday I hope they’ll take him up on it. Cause he’s gooood. Unlike their idiots. Whose main virtue, as far as I can tell, is their cheapness. The phrase “You get what you pay for” springs to mind.
It’s a lovely sunny morning, a pleasant 69° (that’s 20.5° for you Celsius folks). We’re supposed to get thunderstorms late this afternoon, but I hope the yard dries up a bit first so I can take poor Isaac out to play. When the rain stopped yesterday, he really wanted to go out and chase his Kong, but the yard was just a mud pit, which I can’t explain to him. Plus, of course, we already know how much he loves to roll in mud. Stoopid dog!
Everyone have a good day. I’m off to caffeinate some more. Urgh.
My offer to send ninjas after That Guy still stands. Just so you know, Haze.
Welcome, Kat and Spectre!
Hmm. I think I managed to sleep away the cold yesterday. That’s awesome. I feel human today, and for the second day in a row I think I might not throw up. I’m trying not to get stupid and panicky about maybe something being wrong. I am on heavy-duty anti nausea meds, and morning sickness can be of any duration. It doesn’t have to last through to the end of the trimester. Anyway, I don’t feel sick. This is amazing. Mindfield, I kind of like the weather. It’s nice and cold. As soon as the rain slows down I’m off to the laundromat.
And Woo-hoo Rosie!
I’ve got a sick doggy at home. After the dog park on Sunday, Lucy hasn’t been feeling up to snuff. She’s kinda dragging around. She’s eaten a bit, and is drinking water, and has pooped and peed. Her nose is wet, too. She just has no energy. I’m thinking it’s the last dose of heartworm medicine I gave her on Saturday getting to her. She played a tiny bit with Ernie last night, but then lay down again. If she’s not a bunch better this evening, I’m calling the vet. Actually, I’m calling the vet now. Poor baby.
Oops. Figures that I can’t link things right. :rolleyes: Oh well.
I was at work until 6:30 last night so I think I may take off a bit earlier tonight than planned. Which is good because it looks like tonight’s going to be the only nice night this week for going rollerblading. Yay!
Haze, the thing is, the “bad” boys are alotta fun and very exciting. I think many of us can relate to that. What’s important is that you realize that while bad may be fun for a fling, it’s not someone you want to have anything more than a fling with. It sounds like you’ve learned that (the hard way perhaps), and if that’s true, chalk it up to a lesson well learned and don’t beat yourself up. You’re certainly not the only one who’s been there!
Good morning everyone. And thank you all for your congrats and encouragment and funny comments that made me laugh. It’s been a rough year, but y’all have helped me weather it in one piece.
I’ve got some “busy” work that I’ve been putting off that now I’ve got to do, so at least I’ll be busy today. Tedious stuff, that’s why I hadn’t done it yet.
It’s been a rough year, but y’all have helped me weather it in one piece.