21 January
You know how some days are nothing to write home about?
Well, that was yesterday. The Raccoon wasn't there for half the day, as she was at the site of this new company we bought (shit, I wish we'd stop buying companies, unless they are going to expand our department!) and I was working like a dray horse, trying to clear The Pile of Shame, which, though non-existent before I left on my holiday, is bigger and better than ever.
After work, I ran home to babysit for the kids, as Cynthia and Fran were going to try to have another date, and they left and everyone went to sleep as though they were felled like trees, leaving me to watch All the President's Men for the 500,000th time, and answer e-mail.
Yes, I brought the Trusty New Laptop upstairs, and, because I couldn't hook it up to the phone line, was able to answer 45 e-mails, and I'm caught up as far back as 19 December! That's most of my holiday mail right there!
Not particularly interesting to read about such astonishing industry, I know, but very satisfying to accomplish.
This is my biggest New Years Resolution, you see, to be better about answering e-mail, and so far this year I have managed to answer mail within the week it was written, but my real true long term goal is to empty my in box! And not by moving everything to a different mailbox, either, like I did last time.
I wrote the following simply months ago and never used it, and since I am a trifle short today, I thought it might come in handy. Enjoy this blast from my past:
So, we're hiring a new receptionist at work, as Mia's moving into another department, and this girl comes in to interview while I was at the front desk, and she just had attitude coming out of her to a distance of about five feet, and she looked like she thought everything I said ("Anne will be will you in a moment." "Please fill out this application.") was just so tiresome.
She interviewed, and then came out to be shown the phone system, by which time Mia had come back, so I went to the bank. When I got back, I asked her what she had thought of the interviewee, and she said that she had thought that she was really nice! "No," I said, "she was so snotty!" and then Mia said that she had asked her to put in a good word for her, but since I didn't like her, she wouldn't.
Later, I felt really guilty. I mean, I've been wrong before; I couldn't stand The Raccoon when she first arrived, and now we're all pally, so clearly my First Impression gauge is less than great. So maybe Mia was right and she is really nice, and I blackballed her for no good reason!
Nahh...
(By the way, if my memory has not failed me, this was the woman that we ended up hiring, and whom nobody got along with but me! So there you go, my first impressions suck!)
Hey, look what I found! Something good...
Today's horoscope:
Expecting more than is reasonable from other people creates problems. Remember that everyone involved is human and doing their best.
One year ago today:
"Ummm...not spectacular"
* Yesterday / Index / This Month / Tomorrow *
Cool wintery logo and graphics by:
Wing Sze!
This page was written by hand. My hand. Only
pussies use HTML editors.
Last Updated Thurs 21 January 09:35:09 1999