I've been having a bad time of it - the job's not going well, age is starting to really hit my body, and my mother couldn't even be bothered to pick up the phone and call to wish me happy birthday. sigh.
But today, in e-mailing to a member, when it turned out that my boss had left, she said - completely unsolicited - that she hoped I moved up into his job. After debating with myself for a few hours, I forwarded the e-mail to our COO, who's going to decide who gets the job. Can't hurt (much), can it?
Damn right it can't. You're due for some good stuff.
(For the record, Frisco wanted Ellie's light saber - a much prized toy that he rarely has the seniority to play with.)
My iPhone has the Lightsaber app and I don't let Lewis play with it either. Thankfully, no shrieking has happened.
Cereal:
If this weather keeps up, the likelihood I'll be able to see Mentalist, Dancing with the Stars, and Glee will be lessened considerably.
Which will make me most unhappy.
You know, I realize it's hard when you only have one word to indicate that you want something, but it's equally hard to figure out the wanted item when there is only the one word followed by lots of shrieking.
I've had coworkers like that.
Yay, Jilli! I'm so glad you had the biopsy, though.
Talked with vendor about Gala thing. It seems the crew talked with the guy back at the shop when the returned the gear, who talked with the owner monday morning, who talked with D, my contact, and everyone exagerated the situation. When D actually talked to T & J who worked the event, both were like "huh, no, it wasn't that bad, just not what we were told it would be. It's a job. It happens" and other words that sounded like one of Seans posts. All is good. No extra money is needed. Apparently the problem was when they were asked to move the empty cases up to another floor for storage, the elevator operator wasn't there. They started carrying some of the empty cases (mind you, wood, big, heavy, but still, empty!) up, and then discovered one of the other elevators does actually work, although not supposed to be used. So they used it. Crisis averted. He was apologetic. All is good. I guess if there was no drama, I wouldn't be working in theater, right?
YAY for Baby-fras! and no cancer for Jilli!
eep, another earthquake. This one was a lot less scary. Did anyone else notice that the cake Petunia made in Chamber of Secrets is quite similar to the cover of The Rolling Stones' "Let it Bleed"?
