Wesley: We're going to bring Angelus in alive. Connor: No we're not. Gunn: I thought you said capturing him wasn't an option. Wesley: Changed my mind. Connor: Change it back.

'Why We Fight'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Jesse - Dec 02, 2009 6:05:19 pm PST #22555 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Mmm... that does sound delicious!


Cass - Dec 02, 2009 6:19:45 pm PST #22556 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

My desk is for paper and software organization by now.

Then again, my dining table is a bookcase.

I am not what you would call organized.


msbelle - Dec 02, 2009 6:40:27 pm PST #22557 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I cannot find mac' s advent calendar/candy delivery device for his door. GRRR. I fear it was not put up with Christmas stuff.


Strega - Dec 02, 2009 7:10:36 pm PST #22558 of 30001

I need a sanity check. Suppose you found out at about 6 PM today that 8 weeks from now you're going on a 10-day business trip, and not the fun kind, for an event that's been planned for a year. All of the other attendees knew they'd be going for several months already.

And suppose you learned this through an email to the staff in which you were assigned a task at this event. Nobody has actually spoken a word to you about it. Would you be a little irate?

I'm asking because I'm pretty sure that my current level of anger is irrational, partly because I spent the evening with my SIL and that's not good for my mental outlook. But this merits at least a little anger, right? If I'd known about this earlier I wouldn't be thrilled, but I'd certainly have made different decisions about some things.

Oh: I should say that a less infuriated person might think, "How funny, but that is obviously a mistake that I will clear up tomorrow." I'm sure it's not a mistake, because I know what the people I work for are like. (They are a lot like thoughtless, clueless fuckheads.)


Polter-Cow - Dec 02, 2009 7:15:06 pm PST #22559 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

That merits quite a bit of anger, especially if it's been planned all year and everyone else knew months before. There's no good excuse for them not to have told you so you could keep that time free, and the fact that they haven't actually told you is just...so not on.


sumi - Dec 02, 2009 7:16:41 pm PST #22560 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Want gyoza now.

Was it homemade?


-t - Dec 02, 2009 7:17:20 pm PST #22561 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

That sounds legitimately angering.


sumi - Dec 02, 2009 7:17:56 pm PST #22562 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Strega - I think that anger - possibly fury - is totally merited.


beth b - Dec 02, 2009 7:19:53 pm PST #22563 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

A little angry. or irate. 8 weeks should be a decent amount of warning, but not if others knew they wanted you to go for a year.

and 10 days is long enough that it will cause some plan shifting , esp if most business trips are shorter. ( when DH was traveling 3 days was average, 5 days was long)


Strega - Dec 02, 2009 7:34:57 pm PST #22564 of 30001

8 weeks should be a decent amount of warning, but not if others knew they wanted you to go for a year.

I was going back & forth on that. Two months advance warning isn't technically "last minute," but in the scheme of this project it sorta is.

I think finding out via that email is what's eating at me. If they'd come to me, even today, and offered some "Because of X & Y & Z we really need you there" explanation or whatever? I'd still be unhappy, but not quite so furious. So I guess I should practice my responses to "Oh, sorry, I thought we told you" during the drive in tomorrow.

Thanks guys. And hooray for venting. Sigh.