Sorry for the lack of blogging. I've been working late at work, which is fine by me since I'll be getting some overtime.
Friday is my last day of work. By next Wednesday, I'll be on the road with the move, and it will realistically be at least another week before I have internet service.
I'm not really good at introductions. Welcome to my corner of the web. Peruse. Enjoy. Comment. Come back again. Oh wow. I sound really bossy.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Animal Instinct
I think Jack knows something's up. Maybe it's because I came home with over $50 in merchandise from PetSmart. I would have thought it was the new travel carrier that I bought for him, but I think what freaked him out was when I put him in his new harness (for which I also bought him a leash.)
Jack really doesn't like the harness. He put up a valiant effort to resist me when I was putting it on him, but like that was going to work. I won. The harness is on. He went into hiding.
He has since returned because he is lap whore. Definitely all about the snuggle. Just wait 'til he sees the Calm Down that I bought for him to take on the trip. I'm hoping it will keep him semi-medicated for the trip. The sales clerk's response was encouraging. As she scanned it, she asked me if I had just gotten a wild cat. I'm thinking this stuff is good.
Jack really doesn't like the harness. He put up a valiant effort to resist me when I was putting it on him, but like that was going to work. I won. The harness is on. He went into hiding.
He has since returned because he is lap whore. Definitely all about the snuggle. Just wait 'til he sees the Calm Down that I bought for him to take on the trip. I'm hoping it will keep him semi-medicated for the trip. The sales clerk's response was encouraging. As she scanned it, she asked me if I had just gotten a wild cat. I'm thinking this stuff is good.
You Mean I Get Overtime Now?
Yesterday, at 5:15 PM, one of my boss's asks me to come into work today. Woo hoo. Overtime. Oh wait, I was going to try to do a bunch of that packing that I've been avoiding for that last two weeks. So those 5 days of work I thought I had left are 6 again. Oh, and we're playing it by ear on whether I get to go in tomorrow. Uh, yay!
On the bright side, the boots are paid for.
On the bright side, the boots are paid for.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
The Day in Review
I was very excited to get to go in an hour later for work, namely because it meant I could sleep in an hour later this morning. However, I felt really odd being at home watching The Today Show while everyone else was working. It reminded me of when I was unemployed. I didn't like it. Have I mentioned lately that I will soon be unemployed again. Next week is my last week at work. :( I bought myself some Starbucks to cheer myself up.
At the catered lunch at work, I accidentally dipped the sleeve of my favorite red sweater, the one with bell sleeves, into the sauce/gravy/drippings when getting a piece of meat. Sadly the meat didn't taste as good as what was on my sleeve. I was constantly reminded all afternoon of the lunch that might have been.
I capped the day by shoe shopping with women for work in preparation for a big shindig next week. Despite my impending unemployment, I bought myself black boots. Good, conquer the world boots that actually look much more grown-up that the shoes I usually wear. They were only $10 more than I wanted to spend, but 2 months from now, if I'm still unemployed, I'm going to wish I had that $50. I'm consoling myself with the thought that I can wear them for job interviews once we move.
At the catered lunch at work, I accidentally dipped the sleeve of my favorite red sweater, the one with bell sleeves, into the sauce/gravy/drippings when getting a piece of meat. Sadly the meat didn't taste as good as what was on my sleeve. I was constantly reminded all afternoon of the lunch that might have been.
I capped the day by shoe shopping with women for work in preparation for a big shindig next week. Despite my impending unemployment, I bought myself black boots. Good, conquer the world boots that actually look much more grown-up that the shoes I usually wear. They were only $10 more than I wanted to spend, but 2 months from now, if I'm still unemployed, I'm going to wish I had that $50. I'm consoling myself with the thought that I can wear them for job interviews once we move.
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Woo Hoo! New Toy!
Yippee! I love that I now have a way to post photos on my blog for free. (see below)
Now if only I could find the photos from last weekend's trip to SeaWorld San Diego. Then I could show that stupid whale that drenched me, leading to the crappy pseudo-cold I had last Sunday.
Now if only I could find the photos from last weekend's trip to SeaWorld San Diego. Then I could show that stupid whale that drenched me, leading to the crappy pseudo-cold I had last Sunday.

Since Jack can be quite bold at time, I thought it might be a good idea to find some supplies to make the trip easier on both of us. So I dragged the b/f to PetsMart this afternoon. Found a carrier that should work nicely. Also found some product called Calm Down, an herbal supplicant to keep him, shall we say, sedated. $10, but quite possibly worth every penny.
Something to Look Forward to
We took Jack out for a drive this morning.
He's always looking outside longingly and meowing when we leave. Plus, we'll be moving in roughly 3 weeks, so we thought it would be a good idea to log in some road miles with the kitty.
The verdict?
He hated. Heart-wrenching meows that sounded like an animal dying. When he wasn't hiding behind my legs or between the seat and the door, he was on my lap with his head buried under my arm. It's going to be a long, long drive.
He's always looking outside longingly and meowing when we leave. Plus, we'll be moving in roughly 3 weeks, so we thought it would be a good idea to log in some road miles with the kitty.
The verdict?
He hated. Heart-wrenching meows that sounded like an animal dying. When he wasn't hiding behind my legs or between the seat and the door, he was on my lap with his head buried under my arm. It's going to be a long, long drive.
Friday, October 15, 2004
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Sloop John B Day
Here's a sampling of my day to give you an idea of how it went.
Left alone to man the office, I have a guy come in pretty upset. He wants to speak to Employee #1 or #2. I explain that neither of them are in the office and offer to take a message. This would not do.
"What's #1's cell phone number?"
"I'm sorry. I can't give out that number."
"What?!?!?!?!" That can't be. Who do I call to get it?"
"I'm sorry. #1's the only one I can get permission from."
Angry mumbling. So being polite and trying to help, I offer...
"Let me try to catch #1 on #1's cell."
This was well received. So I call #1 who tells me,
"I don't deal with that. Talk to #3."
I should add that #1 was cranky that I called. So I tell the visitor this, informing him that I am allowed to give him #3's number. He's irate. He doesn't want to talk to #3. He's talked to #3. #3's no help. #3's useless. Blah, blah, blah. Whine, whine, whine.
"I'm sorry. #1 said #3 is the one you need to talk to."
So being the helpful person that I am, I take the initiative, calling #3, who doesn't answer, and leave a message.
"Well can't you call #2?"
Well with honeyed tones like that, how could I resist?
"Sure."
I pick up the phone, only to have 2 other lines flash with incoming calls. So I work my receptionist magic, and on busy days, it is magic. All the while directing the delivery guy who has now walked in.
When the phones and deliveries are taken care of, I return the task of calling #2 at which Mr. Attitude, in a tone more befitting a friend, says,
"Oh, I don't envy you. It's gotta be insane (as in busy) around here. Having to deal with all the people coming in. I don't know how you do it."
Imagine if you will, me sitting at my receptionist's desk, with a stunned, mental, "Oh my God." Followed immediately with a mental, "It'd be great if I didn't have to deal with jacka$$e$ like you."
I smile politely and start dialing. #2, much to my delight, doesn't answer so I leave a message.
Confident that I have done everything I can and more than this guy deserves, I offer to pass along his business card to #3 and to have #3 contact him. Handing me his card, he includes two coupons for business. Apparently he has recognized his a$$like behavior and is trying to make nice.
"Oh, thanks, but I don't need these. I'm moving out of the area shortly."
You are not my friend. You act like jerk and no amount of kindness is going to change the fact that you thought you were justified in trying to bully me. You failed now get out of my office. Go wait for your phone call and try to act more professional in the future.
Thank God my mouth filter was in full working order and the only things that got out of my mouth were the things in quotation marks. At least some of us know how to behave professionally.
Left alone to man the office, I have a guy come in pretty upset. He wants to speak to Employee #1 or #2. I explain that neither of them are in the office and offer to take a message. This would not do.
"What's #1's cell phone number?"
"I'm sorry. I can't give out that number."
"What?!?!?!?!" That can't be. Who do I call to get it?"
"I'm sorry. #1's the only one I can get permission from."
Angry mumbling. So being polite and trying to help, I offer...
"Let me try to catch #1 on #1's cell."
This was well received. So I call #1 who tells me,
"I don't deal with that. Talk to #3."
I should add that #1 was cranky that I called. So I tell the visitor this, informing him that I am allowed to give him #3's number. He's irate. He doesn't want to talk to #3. He's talked to #3. #3's no help. #3's useless. Blah, blah, blah. Whine, whine, whine.
"I'm sorry. #1 said #3 is the one you need to talk to."
So being the helpful person that I am, I take the initiative, calling #3, who doesn't answer, and leave a message.
"Well can't you call #2?"
Well with honeyed tones like that, how could I resist?
"Sure."
I pick up the phone, only to have 2 other lines flash with incoming calls. So I work my receptionist magic, and on busy days, it is magic. All the while directing the delivery guy who has now walked in.
When the phones and deliveries are taken care of, I return the task of calling #2 at which Mr. Attitude, in a tone more befitting a friend, says,
"Oh, I don't envy you. It's gotta be insane (as in busy) around here. Having to deal with all the people coming in. I don't know how you do it."
Imagine if you will, me sitting at my receptionist's desk, with a stunned, mental, "Oh my God." Followed immediately with a mental, "It'd be great if I didn't have to deal with jacka$$e$ like you."
I smile politely and start dialing. #2, much to my delight, doesn't answer so I leave a message.
Confident that I have done everything I can and more than this guy deserves, I offer to pass along his business card to #3 and to have #3 contact him. Handing me his card, he includes two coupons for business. Apparently he has recognized his a$$like behavior and is trying to make nice.
"Oh, thanks, but I don't need these. I'm moving out of the area shortly."
You are not my friend. You act like jerk and no amount of kindness is going to change the fact that you thought you were justified in trying to bully me. You failed now get out of my office. Go wait for your phone call and try to act more professional in the future.
Thank God my mouth filter was in full working order and the only things that got out of my mouth were the things in quotation marks. At least some of us know how to behave professionally.
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