Of course, these two need not be mutually exclusive…
I learned that while I don’t know a mutual fund from my elbow, I will be running the Morning Meeting with the development team for the next 2 weeks while the guy that does it normally is in training.
And I thought I was just here to be a computer geek!
I can’t remember how to get back to the room the meetings are in!
Life is like a box of Chocolates…
I learned that driving to work with the top down on a cool morning and the heater on will make the rest of the day soooo much better.
Coffee helps.
I can still do my job when I am dressed like a slob.
I learned I can be much more productive if I know where important papers are and my workstation is neat.
I learned who was moving all the papers around my workstation.
I learned that a word to the boss will keep them out of my workstation.
I learned that I am getting homemade chocolate chip cookies as an apology for rooting about my workstation.
I learned that the last few tissues in a Kleenex box are a different color so you know you’ll soon need a fresh box.
I learned that my sneaking suspicion about all office machines being tools of the devil was, indeed, true.
I learned that I can ace a Latin exam on little to no sleep.
I learned that I can get addicted to RPGs faster than breathing.
I learned that I can procrastinate anything if social interaction is an alternate option.
I learned that my apartment has electrical problems
I learned that if I leave for work at 8:15, the trip takes an hour
I learned that there’s a magazine called Saavy Living in New Jersey (Bwahahahahaha!)
I learned that wearing a bodysuit to work under a jumper is a bad, bad idea. I had to get completely naked in the bathroom stall- at work. It was just…wrong.
I learned that Papa John’s can make and deliver 18 pizzas in 45 minutes.
I learned that my boss is afraid of his boss who thinks I’m fabulous.
I learnt that having a 100% in a university class, feels really really good.
Even if it is computer science.
I learned (or re-learned, rather) not to cut my left hand finger nails really, really short and then play lots of guitar. (My finger is now starting to separate from the nail. Frick, that hurts. I really hope this sticks in my memory and I don’t need to learn this lesson again.)
I learned I was partially responsible for teaching Medea’s Child two of the three things she learned today.
I learned that I didn’t learn nearly enough last night before today’s quantum exam.
Which contributed to the great lesson for this semester, that four physics classes at once is a bad idea.
But college is all about learning.
I learned that if you let your car tags expire, then go to renew them on the last business day of the month(which happens to be a friday) you’ll sit in traffic for 2 hours, get there 15 minutes before they close, and pay a $10 fine.
I learned that I can get on the subway, go one station south, buy a monthly train card, go back north, eat lunch and make it back to the office in 45 minutes.
I learned(again) that there is a reason I use the bathroom before leaving the office for the day.
I learned that bathrooms in kroger are not the cleanest
I learned that for every idiot who dies, another must be born.
I learned that if I get up at 2:45 PM, I will not be too tired at 10:20 PM.
I learned that there are people even more dense (in the head) than I am. The height of stupidity has gotten lower.
Glad you got over him! Who’s this new sweet guy you mentioned before? The home-schooled one?
I learned that people can change their feelings about others at the drop of a hat.
I learned that I look cute with war paint on my face.
I learned that drinking scalding hot chocolate makes the tongue hurt for a few days.
I learned that our school football team sucks.
I learned that nothing hurts me and tears apart my heart more than seeing a friend of mine crying.
I learned that the house on a Friday night sounds very quiet and empty.
I learned that I’m so very, very tired.
I learned that, like Coldfire, we’ll all be thinking about you whilst in the shower…
…which is not such a terrible thing…
Dear, you’d have to work very, very hard NOT to look cute. But warpaint works on everybody.
I learned that the guy who wired my house was cheap on top of stupid and used the smallest, cheapest single-gang junction boxes he could find and the absolutely shortest lengths of wire he could get away with.
OTOH, I re-learned that I’m much better at telling others how to do electrical work than I am at doing it myself.
I learned that my friend missed me to the point that he watched an Alanis Morissette biography, because every now and then, she reminded him of me.