There they are, staring at me like a cat about to eat the canary.
It feels weird to complain about donuts, but dang it already I am going to.
I don’t need these. It is December, the month of Christmas treats everywhere.
I have no will power.
Guess I’ll eat as many as possible so they stop staring at me.
OK, I am done with winter.
Particularly the cold and wet part of it.
The upper left corner of the US doesn’t get a lot of snow, at least on the coastal side of the mountains, but the rain seems to be endless. And the dark lasts forever, but not like Alaska dark forever. Just “I went to work and went home in the dark” forever.
Sheesh, we haven’t even made it to the winter solstice yet…
You know when you have stuff to do at work and there just isn’t any time? Yeah, that’s me today and all of next week.
People are sick, so you have to cover them. People need to get hired, so you cover jobs they would normally be responsible for. People are gone giving training or getting training, so you have to cover them. It’s a wonder I have time for my own job!
I have to give training next week and so far I have had less than an hour to prepare. The prospect of time today, is next to nil. The prospect of time next week is just above nil.
Guess I’ll wing it, like usual.
The supply cabinet at the office should do the trick. No, I am not stealing from the office for my stapler at home. These are for my actual work stapler.
Here’s the thing. The office supplies are ordered from an office supply store named “Staples.” Guess what? They have store branded items! Great if you are buying office supplies and want something cheaper than the name brand stuff. Perfect solution.
But wait! What happens when you go to the supply closet/cabinet and open it up looking for staples? Yep. Sure. OK. There are fifty small boxes in the cabinet all with the work “Staples” on them…now I am supposed to look for a box labeled Staples Staples?
Good luck to me. Maybe I didn’t really need staples that badly.
Over the weekend I was shopping, online. I try to avoid stores if I can and will do so until I can no longer make due.
On said shopping venture I found an item that I thought would fit the budget and would be good for both kids (we usually put this item in their stocking each year). So I decided to buy.
Much to my dismay, the sale was limited to ONE item. I can only buy one. That sucks. How is it really a sale (price wasn’t fantastic) if it has a limit of one? I guess one kid doesn’t get a present in their stocking this year.
Come on, Amazon, you can do better than that.
I wonder which kid is my favorite?
Anyone else hate driving with windshield wipers? Yeah, me too. Which is a problems since I live in the northwest where liquid falls from the sky more than it doesn’t.
I want my windshield to act as though it has that RainX stuff on it all the time. I don’t like to apply the stuff because it takes time and effort, so why can’t the glass technology just be that way? Why can’t I just not have to drive with windshield wipers permanently?
If that were the case, I could see clearly all the time, even when liquid falls from the sky in a torrential kind of way.
Get to it glass people!
Every office has at least one. Every school faculty has one too. I am sure every factory has one, I just haven’t worked in one. To be fair, it is probably true of just about every place of employment around the world.
What is that, you ask? The only co-worker that asks a question at the end of a staff meeting that makes the meeting go unnecessarily long. Am I right?
Can I ask one more question? Can I get some clarification on…? Would it be ok…? Why…?
The questions come in all shapes and sizes but what we all know is that the question could have been addressed in a private conversation or in a covered in an email. But instead, we are left sitting in a meeting we didn’t want to be in in the first place listening to people we don’t like or marginally tolerate ask questions we already know the answer to or don’t care to know.
Just shut up already and let us get back to work! Please stop the torture.