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So yesterday was our first day in the new office. You know what it's like when you move into a new office, you can't get anything done for hours and hours because you're unpacking and you're trying to find all of your boxes and where on earth your files have gone and where the bathroom is and stuff. When I was finally unpacked and ready to work, my brain wasn't working, so I did a stupid little job that I never bother to do, practically, just to warm up, which means that I only started working in earnest around 3p or so, and I had to leave at 6p! Not exactly a wasted day, but not overly productive, either.
O, and on Friday I looked at our printer, then stuck my head into Systems and said "Say, there's no sticker on our printer, it is coming with us, isn't it?" "Of course it's coming!" Ray answered in a testy voice. Of course, it didn't move an inch and Ray claims no knowledge of the above conversation. So every time we printed anything we had to go next door to pick it up. Not to mention getting our faxes, as the new fax machine that will be just for us that I requested is nowhere in sight. The Raccoon doubts that we'll get a fax machine, but I ban all such thoughts. If all the boys and girls in all the world who believe in fairies clap their hands, we will get our own fax machine!
And there are no wastepaper baskets ( mem'reeeees light the corners of my miiiiiind) so I had to go back next door and steal our old ones, the bathrooms are clearly unfinished, having neither paper towels, mirrors, nor, yes, wastepaper baskets, the air isn't working very well, and nobody knows where the copy machines are or where the new mailroom is. And The Raccoon and I can't make Pinky and the Brain jokes anymore, because we are now sitting right by both Pinky and the Brain. That one's gonna hurt. This is the eleventh desk at which I have sat at The Company That Must Not Be Named. Is enough enough? Doubtful...
Alright, I know I said to suck it up, but I am really over this heat, and in looking at the five day forecast there is no end in sight. Alright? Who fucked up? Who is being punished? Let's find out who and get him the hell out of the northeast!
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