bits and pieces, in which...
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raybear(...I do my best impression of Larry King a la Norm McDonald.)
Who am I, Jay Gatsby? At the United ticket office, this annoying MSWM (middle-aged straight white male) decided to be aid me by advising, "you can go ahead up to the counter since you know you're next." One, I know I was already heading in that direction, and two, I don't want to bumrush the counter people before my number is officially called because its rude -- I wait until they're absolutely done. So I turned to him immediately after he said that and said, "thanks for your help in the matter [sport]." Sport didn't actually come out of my mouth, but I did think it, and I've decided that it sounds great. So I plan to use that from now on when MSWM do annoying things to me, which is at least twice a day since I work in the Loop.
Has anyone else felt a hole in their life because they've never eaten fresh lake smelt? Yeah, me neither. I never plan on eating a fish that came from Lake Michigan, especially with a name like that.
Am I the only one who considers creating a separate livejournal for the sole purpose of writing and/or bitching about the hijinks, annoyances and hilarity of the people on their Friends list?
How much does it suck when the "new kid" in an office takes on an authority role over peers that are more experienced then them? This guy is the bane of my existence right now. And I finally put it together exactly why he annoys me -- whenever someone express an idea or issue, he has that sort of 'I'll take that into consideration' sort of tone, as if he has the power to decide whether it's a legitimate suggestion. Hello, just cause you work at headquarters doesn't mean you're supervisor of the regional cohorts. If the regionals banded together, we could take them down, so watch out little man.
Paradise Regained and I agreed over lunch: Everyone loves Sharon Osbourne. And damn, is she hot.
How great is direct deposit? Especially when they do it three days early. I'm supposed to be paid on the 15th, but it's going through at midnight tonight -- which means grocery shopping this weekend.
It's taken me over an hour to complete this entry because of work. Was it worth the amount of time? It's unclear.
Who am I, Jay Gatsby? At the United ticket office, this annoying MSWM (middle-aged straight white male) decided to be aid me by advising, "you can go ahead up to the counter since you know you're next." One, I know I was already heading in that direction, and two, I don't want to bumrush the counter people before my number is officially called because its rude -- I wait until they're absolutely done. So I turned to him immediately after he said that and said, "thanks for your help in the matter [sport]." Sport didn't actually come out of my mouth, but I did think it, and I've decided that it sounds great. So I plan to use that from now on when MSWM do annoying things to me, which is at least twice a day since I work in the Loop.
Has anyone else felt a hole in their life because they've never eaten fresh lake smelt? Yeah, me neither. I never plan on eating a fish that came from Lake Michigan, especially with a name like that.
Am I the only one who considers creating a separate livejournal for the sole purpose of writing and/or bitching about the hijinks, annoyances and hilarity of the people on their Friends list?
How much does it suck when the "new kid" in an office takes on an authority role over peers that are more experienced then them? This guy is the bane of my existence right now. And I finally put it together exactly why he annoys me -- whenever someone express an idea or issue, he has that sort of 'I'll take that into consideration' sort of tone, as if he has the power to decide whether it's a legitimate suggestion. Hello, just cause you work at headquarters doesn't mean you're supervisor of the regional cohorts. If the regionals banded together, we could take them down, so watch out little man.
Paradise Regained and I agreed over lunch: Everyone loves Sharon Osbourne. And damn, is she hot.
How great is direct deposit? Especially when they do it three days early. I'm supposed to be paid on the 15th, but it's going through at midnight tonight -- which means grocery shopping this weekend.
It's taken me over an hour to complete this entry because of work. Was it worth the amount of time? It's unclear.
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Date: 2002-04-11 01:57 pm (UTC)xo alex
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Date: 2002-04-11 02:20 pm (UTC)Not only did I put up with the new kid becoming manager, I had to deal with the fact that I trained the kid, as well as my bosses. Why? who knows. We also have a similar situation with my regular chat channel, and now for some mysterious reason "the new kid" hates me and feels that it is entierly justified and ok to treat me like I'm 5, probably because I'm only 20. *grr* whatever.
Oh to have direct deposit, oh to have income. oh well. soon.
*ahem*
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Cole
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Date: 2002-04-11 03:21 pm (UTC)Always yes! What are you thinking, sport? Always yes!
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Date: 2002-04-11 05:02 pm (UTC)I would never eat any fish named "smelt" and I'd recommend that you ask little Mr. Bossman Mightybritches if the name "Custer" rings a bell - then wander away to let him ponder that with his best "I'll take that under consideration" tone.*snicker* You can also ask him, as innocently as possible, if he's ever watched how an anthill works sometimes - how lots of little ants can take down much bigger insects if they're suitably annoyed. Then wander off whistling. Every couple of weeks you can ask him something like that. "Hey Sport, have you ever seen pirahnas? They can take down a cow in like twelve seconds when they decide to."
Perfectly innocent non-sequiter rebellion.