You are allowed to decline hugs, especially in a work environment
Maybe they're going to ask me to come out of the closet?
It's as good a guess as anything I got.
I just had two big unravellings of stuff today--one about financial terminology that just came up a week before the project goes live (I realise I don't actually know what the acronym stands for, but I get the difference between it being true, or just production. Even if they split shares, apparently I get that) that I'm going to have to explain to a segment of the business that either doesn't get it, or were keeping secrets.
And I may have been part of sussing out a technological problem that we *have* to fix before release, but that means an emergency fix, and everyone hates the word emergency. If they'd worked it out three days ago, it would have been routine, and I'd have looked better. THEY. Not me. I'm just the middleman.
It's really hard having to be on everybody's teams. There are so many teams.
At least there's Supernatural tonight.
It drove me nuts that when I had Pumpkin down in the basement, she would sleep on the cold, hard concrete, and not the nest of old sheets and towels I provided.
Lee, while the box is lovely and to my taste, there's part of me that wants to make a special pillow and tuck the ashes inside. To keep on the bed. But that might be just a little too...something, even for me.
It's really hard having to be on everybody's teams. There are so many teams.
This is also very much a librarian thing, or at least a firm librarian thing.
Aaand the little shit just showed interest in the almost-dead vinca on the radiator and now it, as well as it's pot are truly dead.
Aaand the little shit just showed interest in the almost-dead vinca on the radiator and now it, as well as it's pot are truly dead.
My parents sent me a bamboo plant as a house warming present.
It's now an ex-plant.
I have to represent both the businesses (and whatever facet of business), development, testing, project management, web design, and at least one vendor, sometimes three.
Everybody expects that I'm with *them* instead of the other team on the phone, and I gotta juggle that.
Except my boss. He keeps stressing on my "friends" like I can afford to have them here. No, if they got paid to talk to me, they're not my friends. Although we did get along, we all know where the bottom line is, and it's not hand-holding.
I coulda been a diplomat instead of this. Just imagine.
Ha!
I don't even know what the USPTO is. Patent office?
I am reading it as "USPTO Bust that!"
I am a trained, but not practicing librarian. AND I work for gov't. I should understand this kind of screw up.
My mom is completely undone by falling last week. She's a bundle of nerves and her memory is shot. I made the mistake of telling her last weekend that my nextdoor neighbor was gone to Florida, and somehow, in her head, this became ALL my neighbors were away and I was the only person left on my street. She called me every night very worried about me, and no matter how I tried, I couldn't get her to grasp that I wasn't all alone. Thankfully, my neighbors are home (I was going to tell her they came home anyway.) but she's still worried, and calling everyday.
