Maybe I spelled that correctly.
TODAY one of the office ladies was wearing...
Black leather high-heeled knee boots with the slouchy ankles
Black hose
Black suede-like bolero jacket
Black lacey ruffley shirt
Black peasant skirt
WITH
A Black leather belt with shiny silver belt buckles all over it
Why?
Monday, January 30, 2006
Saturday, January 21, 2006
It's True - My Computer is Really F'd
It took 3 emails, 2 phone calls, and an angry storming upstairs with the laptop in my arms (by me), but I finally got the IT department to realize there was a problem with my laptop. At first they were all like, oh it must be your imagination, the computer appears to be working, I don't hear any strange noises. But when I caught them on their way to lunch and shoved the computer at them - they ran a diagnostic on it just to shut me up. And what was the result? Harddrive FAILED! I was all like, "I KNEW IT!!!!!" So now they have to order me a new harddrive. Ha.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Temp. Insanity
In the last year, I'll bet I've trained at least 10 different people. Most of them were temps. The last couple were HORRIBLE.
1. The Purchase Order Nazi. Was on a MAJOR power trip, even though she was a temporary employee. She kept changing things without getting approval and got all bent out of shape if you ever even hinted that she may have made a mistake. She got a permanent job one day and just walked. Good riddance, I say.
2. Double Z. Whoa, she was OUT THERE. I think the IT department had to reset her password at least 15 times because she'd have the Caps lock on and not realize it, then get locked out of her account because she'd try to log in with all caps OVER AND OVER AND OVER until the computer just had enough! She talked to herself a lot, too. All day long I'd hear her, "Okay okay okay, now wait, OOOOOOkay." She was unbelievably literal-minded. She'd freak out when she couldn't find a company name in the computer, let's say "Johnson's Recycling," because she'd type in "Johnsons Recycling." Seriously. She would FREAK OUT. After dealing with her for a week while I was on vacation, The Boss Who is Kind of a Goober said she had to go.
3. Godzilla. I know I am prone to hyperbole but the following is NO exaggeration: This woman has to be 6 ft. 2 and 250 pounds. She's got a manly voice and loooong nails with turquoise tips. So not even a lie. Her nails make it slow-going when she has to type, which is pretty much all of the time, with her having a data entry job and all. And when she doesn't have anything to do - she just sits there and stares at nothing. She doesn't check her emails to see if new work is there. I have to print things and hand them to her, "Okay, now do this." Today I asked her to tell me when she had a moment for me to show her how to do something, but when she did get finished with what she had been doing she just sat there again. Unfortunately she hasn't screwed anything up yet so other than her creepy sullen attitude she seems to be working out okay. Oh wait! I forgot about her guns! I got a peek at her resume before she started and she has her instructor's credentials in pistol and rifle!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!! I'm afraid to try to get her replaced - she'll either shoot me or she's so big she could probably just pick me up and break me in half. If I suddenly stop posting you'll know what happened.
1. The Purchase Order Nazi. Was on a MAJOR power trip, even though she was a temporary employee. She kept changing things without getting approval and got all bent out of shape if you ever even hinted that she may have made a mistake. She got a permanent job one day and just walked. Good riddance, I say.
2. Double Z. Whoa, she was OUT THERE. I think the IT department had to reset her password at least 15 times because she'd have the Caps lock on and not realize it, then get locked out of her account because she'd try to log in with all caps OVER AND OVER AND OVER until the computer just had enough! She talked to herself a lot, too. All day long I'd hear her, "Okay okay okay, now wait, OOOOOOkay." She was unbelievably literal-minded. She'd freak out when she couldn't find a company name in the computer, let's say "Johnson's Recycling," because she'd type in "Johnsons Recycling." Seriously. She would FREAK OUT. After dealing with her for a week while I was on vacation, The Boss Who is Kind of a Goober said she had to go.
3. Godzilla. I know I am prone to hyperbole but the following is NO exaggeration: This woman has to be 6 ft. 2 and 250 pounds. She's got a manly voice and loooong nails with turquoise tips. So not even a lie. Her nails make it slow-going when she has to type, which is pretty much all of the time, with her having a data entry job and all. And when she doesn't have anything to do - she just sits there and stares at nothing. She doesn't check her emails to see if new work is there. I have to print things and hand them to her, "Okay, now do this." Today I asked her to tell me when she had a moment for me to show her how to do something, but when she did get finished with what she had been doing she just sat there again. Unfortunately she hasn't screwed anything up yet so other than her creepy sullen attitude she seems to be working out okay. Oh wait! I forgot about her guns! I got a peek at her resume before she started and she has her instructor's credentials in pistol and rifle!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!! I'm afraid to try to get her replaced - she'll either shoot me or she's so big she could probably just pick me up and break me in half. If I suddenly stop posting you'll know what happened.
It's Japanese, Yo
Watashi no Funny Language wa Japanese desu yo. I still remember a little.
Kingyobachi is still my favorite word. (Means "goldfish bowl") Hee...
Kingyobachi is still my favorite word. (Means "goldfish bowl") Hee...
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Sleepy Time
We bought a KING SIZED mattress. It is so awesome. It nearly fills up our entire bedroom. But it is worth it. What else do we use that room for anyway?
We're Having a Party
And everyone is invited! I told one of my buddies that I'd have a Southern Living at Home party. They've got nice stuff and we NEVER EVER have anyone over. Plus, it gives me that extra incentive to clean the bathrooms. I can't have filthy bathrooms if PEOPLE are coming over!!!!
I invited Whorish Shoe Girl and her friend Paris - just for my own amusement. I invited a bunch of other people from work who never talk to me - so they'll feel REALLY bad about not talking to me. And I invited Sweetest Co-Worker Ever - cause she's so much F.U.N!
That reminds me - did ya'll see the episode of Spongebob Squarepants where Spongebob tried to be Plankton's friend and they sang the FUN song? "F is for Fire! U is for Uranium bombs! N is for No Survivors!!!!" HA HA HA. That Plankton cracks me up.
I invited Whorish Shoe Girl and her friend Paris - just for my own amusement. I invited a bunch of other people from work who never talk to me - so they'll feel REALLY bad about not talking to me. And I invited Sweetest Co-Worker Ever - cause she's so much F.U.N!
That reminds me - did ya'll see the episode of Spongebob Squarepants where Spongebob tried to be Plankton's friend and they sang the FUN song? "F is for Fire! U is for Uranium bombs! N is for No Survivors!!!!" HA HA HA. That Plankton cracks me up.
My Computer is F'ed
Seriously. On Thursday it was working fine. I went to lunch, and when I came back it was making a rattling/grinding noise. One of the IT people was foolishly walking by (okay, why do these people even walk around the office? They KNOW they're going to get stopped at every other desk!) so I grabbed him and said, "HEY! Listen to this. Should I be worried?" He said, "Whoa. You better back up everything RIGHT NOW." I was like, it seems to be running okay, just making this funny noise. He said it sounded to him like my hard drive was going to crash...any minute!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!! So I backed up everything onto the shared drive real quick and waited for my computer to blow up. It never did. So I thought, well, I'll bring in some blank discs tomorrow and back everything up on them, so that my dog photos won't be on the company mainframe for all of the office to see. I've tried 4 different blank discs and the computer starts copying the files, freezes up, and says I have a defective disc. Whatever. I know it's my computer. I'm just going to have to sit back and wait for the smoke to start pouring out of it I guess. Maybe I'll get a new laptop? Yay!
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Alas, Poor Toe
I dropped the remote on my toe. It hurt. A LOT.
I'm almost positive I broke it. I've had a lot of experience breaking things in stupid ways, and I know how it feels.
In elementary school I fell off the jungle gym and broke my arm.
The next year I fell off a chair and broke my arm.
The NEXT year I ran into a pole (seriously) and broke my wrist.
A few years ago I missed the last step and broke my foot.
Ouch. :(
I'm almost positive I broke it. I've had a lot of experience breaking things in stupid ways, and I know how it feels.
In elementary school I fell off the jungle gym and broke my arm.
The next year I fell off a chair and broke my arm.
The NEXT year I ran into a pole (seriously) and broke my wrist.
A few years ago I missed the last step and broke my foot.
Ouch. :(
Congratulations!
Hey, let's give a great big Sotsugyoo omedetoo gozaimasu to my ichiban tomodati Manjoo (great name!) She's going to have a baby! Holy crap!
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