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Monday, June 30, 2008
Another One Bites the Dust
Once again, the revolving door is in motion and another person from this company is exiting.
I'm not completely sure whether this was prompted by said person or if the owner of the company made the decision to initiate this next move. Either way, I know said person is relieved and happy to be making her way on to bigger and better things and the owner of the company is relieved that this is her last day.
No one at that company completes 2-3 weeks of work after their notice. Their notice usually happens as they are walking out the door with a box of possessions in their arms.
Figures.
Once someone makes the move to leave, they are so excited to get the heck out of here they can't wait two minutes!
I'm not completely sure whether this was prompted by said person or if the owner of the company made the decision to initiate this next move. Either way, I know said person is relieved and happy to be making her way on to bigger and better things and the owner of the company is relieved that this is her last day.
No one at that company completes 2-3 weeks of work after their notice. Their notice usually happens as they are walking out the door with a box of possessions in their arms.
Figures.
Once someone makes the move to leave, they are so excited to get the heck out of here they can't wait two minutes!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Breaking Up Is Hard To Do...
... when it's with some of my favorite, carb filled foods.
"Well, hello there garlic bread! Listen, we need to talk. Although the heavy, garlicy sauce you hold between your thick, buttery crust is not all that bad for me, the loads of flour that makes up the bulk of you has been causing some issues. Really, if I could I would make this work... but, I've come to find that we just aren't good for each other. Please! Don't cry! Oh, and can you do me a small favor? Talk to lasagna and let him know that I'm thinking of him always!"
I went to the grocery store today and passed through the bakery and envisioned myself diving face first into a cake... Mmmm, cake...
"Well, hello there garlic bread! Listen, we need to talk. Although the heavy, garlicy sauce you hold between your thick, buttery crust is not all that bad for me, the loads of flour that makes up the bulk of you has been causing some issues. Really, if I could I would make this work... but, I've come to find that we just aren't good for each other. Please! Don't cry! Oh, and can you do me a small favor? Talk to lasagna and let him know that I'm thinking of him always!"
I went to the grocery store today and passed through the bakery and envisioned myself diving face first into a cake... Mmmm, cake...
Monday, June 23, 2008
Vacation!
I just booked a three night, four day stay in Lutsen for the boyfriend and myself! It isn't until Labor Day weekend and I wish it were now.
Still! I'm so excited!
The boyfriend demanded that we go on vacation this summer because he's tired and needs to get the heck out of this joint... agreed! We both love the north shore and we did the same thing last year and both had a blast! Plus, the off ski season up there brings really low rates and we got a deal on top of that!
I can't wait to break out the old hiking boots and grab my camera for some state park, Lake Superior fun!
Still! I'm so excited!
The boyfriend demanded that we go on vacation this summer because he's tired and needs to get the heck out of this joint... agreed! We both love the north shore and we did the same thing last year and both had a blast! Plus, the off ski season up there brings really low rates and we got a deal on top of that!
I can't wait to break out the old hiking boots and grab my camera for some state park, Lake Superior fun!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
I Never Knew How Good I Had It
I miss this skinny ass...
This is the unfortunate byproduct of a heavier set butt...
I'm working on it! These pictures give me motivation.
This is the unfortunate byproduct of a heavier set butt...
I'm working on it! These pictures give me motivation.
Update
Said coworker, from the previous post, is constantly complaining of not feeling well. We assume that this is either for a) attention, or, b) the slightest notion from our manager that it is okay to go home... He is very lazy and does not like to work.
Said coworker is a bit of a whiner and when he gets the slightest headache or stomach ache, he proceeds to create massive, distracting noises either with a bottle of some form of pills or with moans and sighs of discontent.
This DOES annoy our manager and we have decided that every time said coworker complains of feeling ill, the manager will play a sound bit of a baby crying.
We did. Said coworker was oblivious to what this meant. He, instead, decided it was time to play some of his favorite sound files to which my manager messaged me with an apology.
Said coworker is a bit of a whiner and when he gets the slightest headache or stomach ache, he proceeds to create massive, distracting noises either with a bottle of some form of pills or with moans and sighs of discontent.
This DOES annoy our manager and we have decided that every time said coworker complains of feeling ill, the manager will play a sound bit of a baby crying.
We did. Said coworker was oblivious to what this meant. He, instead, decided it was time to play some of his favorite sound files to which my manager messaged me with an apology.
Crimes of the Truly Fed Up
Is it a crime to take a certain coworkers speakers, douse them in water, and run them out to the dumpster?
I hope not because I don't know if I will be able to contain myself for another minute.
The shear amount of .wav files this guy can download, place in a folder, and use his media player on repeat all or random to play every single one at full blast is amazing. His ultimate favorite is AT&T's text to speech website which allows you to create computer simulated voices and save them to your computer. He has more than I care to know about.
At first, I will admit, it was kind of amusing. He would play sounds when they matched what certain people were saying or what noises they were making. It was basically a way to mock whomever was speaking and there are some good ones... i.e. the idiot I used to work with who has spasms of the word sure and yep while speaking to customers on the phone.
I have now had enough. When he is bored, he searches the internet for sounds and waits for someone to start up a conversation outside of his office and he plays his little sound files in hopes of getting some attention in the form of a laugh or a comment from those attempting to converse.
Unfortunately, he does not understand that he is being completely rude (because he does not seem to think it is wrong to play these while others are on the phone) and when our manager (who was recently promoted to such title and still feels as though he is "one of us" and therefore does not seem to think it deserves any real consequences) attempts to hint that this is annoying and distracting, said coworker chuckles or makes a smart mouth comeback thinking this is simply a joke and that everyone enjoys it.
And then said coworker lets out a deep, chunky belch and I proceed to vomit in my garbage can.
I love this place (insert sarcasm here).
I hope not because I don't know if I will be able to contain myself for another minute.
The shear amount of .wav files this guy can download, place in a folder, and use his media player on repeat all or random to play every single one at full blast is amazing. His ultimate favorite is AT&T's text to speech website which allows you to create computer simulated voices and save them to your computer. He has more than I care to know about.
At first, I will admit, it was kind of amusing. He would play sounds when they matched what certain people were saying or what noises they were making. It was basically a way to mock whomever was speaking and there are some good ones... i.e. the idiot I used to work with who has spasms of the word sure and yep while speaking to customers on the phone.
I have now had enough. When he is bored, he searches the internet for sounds and waits for someone to start up a conversation outside of his office and he plays his little sound files in hopes of getting some attention in the form of a laugh or a comment from those attempting to converse.
Unfortunately, he does not understand that he is being completely rude (because he does not seem to think it is wrong to play these while others are on the phone) and when our manager (who was recently promoted to such title and still feels as though he is "one of us" and therefore does not seem to think it deserves any real consequences) attempts to hint that this is annoying and distracting, said coworker chuckles or makes a smart mouth comeback thinking this is simply a joke and that everyone enjoys it.
And then said coworker lets out a deep, chunky belch and I proceed to vomit in my garbage can.
I love this place (insert sarcasm here).
Saturday, June 14, 2008
I'm Going Insane!!
Not crazy with anger or frustration; I've gone mad for my new portfolio.
I have attempted to restart this on more than one occasion and couldn't find the right "theme" or "scheme". I attempted starting with the cover of the book and came up with some great ideas, although nothing really stuck out to me.
A couple days ago something clicked in my head and I went insane! I started all over again (okay, I wasn't that far to begin with so starting all over again meant that I redid my 7"x7" book cover again) and the urge to continue took over my life. I haven't stopped to breathe for the past few days and I'm totally okay with it!
I have sent a preview to the boyfriend and my dad and got four thumbs up.
Hooray! Maybe this time around I will show those firms why I would be a great new addition!
Here's a small preview of my back cover...
I have attempted to restart this on more than one occasion and couldn't find the right "theme" or "scheme". I attempted starting with the cover of the book and came up with some great ideas, although nothing really stuck out to me.
A couple days ago something clicked in my head and I went insane! I started all over again (okay, I wasn't that far to begin with so starting all over again meant that I redid my 7"x7" book cover again) and the urge to continue took over my life. I haven't stopped to breathe for the past few days and I'm totally okay with it!
I have sent a preview to the boyfriend and my dad and got four thumbs up.
Hooray! Maybe this time around I will show those firms why I would be a great new addition!
Here's a small preview of my back cover...
Thursday, June 12, 2008
WooHoo!!!
I'm feeling pretty good because I finally made it to the store to pick up some batteries for our scale at home!
Yeah, that sounds odd, right? Most people don't want to see the scale!
I jumped on this morning and took at gander at the number! 138.5!!!
I was stuck at 142 for a really long time and all it took was some running, biking, and a lot less carbs!
I'm feeling pretty good because my stomach isn't protruding from my shirts (i.e. I looked in the early stages of pregnancy and now I'm going back to a nice flat(ter) stomach!)
Now, can I keep this up? Let's hope!
Yeah, that sounds odd, right? Most people don't want to see the scale!
I jumped on this morning and took at gander at the number! 138.5!!!
I was stuck at 142 for a really long time and all it took was some running, biking, and a lot less carbs!
I'm feeling pretty good because my stomach isn't protruding from my shirts (i.e. I looked in the early stages of pregnancy and now I'm going back to a nice flat(ter) stomach!)
Now, can I keep this up? Let's hope!
Friday, June 6, 2008
Half Marathon Jitters
I am starting to get a little nervous for my big race tomorrow.
Okay, so it's not a marathon. Still, I always get nervous beforehand.
Last year's results:
258 31 W20 Martinek Abby 24 F 2:19:47
The run:
Okay, so it's not a marathon. Still, I always get nervous beforehand.
Last year's results:
258 31 W20 Martinek Abby 24 F 2:19:47
The run:
Casper the Crying Customer
I wish I would have had this blog in previous years just simply because of the wonderful release it would have been to write about this customer of, er, mine?
Casper the Crying Customer is insane. He cries when he doesn't get his way. I mean, literally, tears in his eyes, sniffles, cries. He's probably about 50 or so years old.
He doesn't like to talk on the phone, he only likes to talk in person which prompted him to visit our office just before the end of the day.
I was mindlessly rendering in a co-workers office as my office does not have a drawing table and therefore cannot support the large size of paper I was working with. Our customer service person came to me frantically because Casper had come in and plopped himself in her office hoping that the warranty posted on the contract he had signed many years ago was not actually worded correctly.
"Guess who's here!" she hissed.
"Who?"
"Casper. He's asking for you. He wants you to come down and tell him he can have some plants replaced as warranty"
"Absolutely not, his warranty has been up for years. We had this discussion last year when I went out to his home and his maniacal dog attacked me. Now, I'm going to warn you, he's going to cry. I know that sounds weird, but have some tissues ready".
I'm not sure if she believed me until about fifteen minutes later when she came stomping up the stairs in utter disbelief.
"He cried!! He really cried!"
"I know. I told you to watch out for that".
Casper the Crying Customer is insane. He cries when he doesn't get his way. I mean, literally, tears in his eyes, sniffles, cries. He's probably about 50 or so years old.
He doesn't like to talk on the phone, he only likes to talk in person which prompted him to visit our office just before the end of the day.
I was mindlessly rendering in a co-workers office as my office does not have a drawing table and therefore cannot support the large size of paper I was working with. Our customer service person came to me frantically because Casper had come in and plopped himself in her office hoping that the warranty posted on the contract he had signed many years ago was not actually worded correctly.
"Guess who's here!" she hissed.
"Who?"
"Casper. He's asking for you. He wants you to come down and tell him he can have some plants replaced as warranty"
"Absolutely not, his warranty has been up for years. We had this discussion last year when I went out to his home and his maniacal dog attacked me. Now, I'm going to warn you, he's going to cry. I know that sounds weird, but have some tissues ready".
I'm not sure if she believed me until about fifteen minutes later when she came stomping up the stairs in utter disbelief.
"He cried!! He really cried!"
"I know. I told you to watch out for that".
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The Macy's Personal Shopper
Last weekend I attended a party for a company (small) that is in the process of launching their personal shopping pitch. Basically, you pay them money, they get to know you, they shop for you while you do your thing and send you 20 or so outfits a year, you return what you don't like and keep what you do.
Not for me, but it involved free food, drinks, and a ticket to the movie Sex in the City. That's definitely for me.
While we were out on the patio avoiding the sales people like the plague, we discussed my good friend's upcoming birthday.
"Let's go to Macy's and take advantage of their free personal shopper!" says the birthday girl.
Me... ugh. More pressure to spend money.
Not for me, but it involved free food, drinks, and a ticket to the movie Sex in the City. That's definitely for me.
While we were out on the patio avoiding the sales people like the plague, we discussed my good friend's upcoming birthday.
"Let's go to Macy's and take advantage of their free personal shopper!" says the birthday girl.
Me... ugh. More pressure to spend money.
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