Yeah, I couldn't find anything about cash for coffee or similar either.

I do love the warning to look out for missing fingers, though.

ARGH. Am trying to resign, and my boss is (a) on the East Coast and (b) out of the office tomorrow. Want to do it on the phone, but she's not answering and hasn't answered the message where I asked her to call me because I needed to discuss something with her before tomorrow. GRRR.

Man, I need to start paying more attention. Twice in two days someone has come up and greeted me and I have had no idea who they were.

(In my defense, "are you Darby's mom?" is not what I expect to hear in the hallway of my office. Of course, that just means I see this person both in the office and in the neighborhood. So, not really much of a defense.)

Has anyone tried arnica gel or cream?

Arnica seems to help bruises heal better on me. For muscle pain, I like Biofreeze, which my chiropractor recommends. It's menthol based. The capsaicin creams demonstrably work, particularly on arthritis, but I seem to always manage to get them in my eye.

Yeah, the capsaicin was effective, except after a while it felt like my joints were on fire. Which, not so pleasant. And I couldn't get it off my fingers no matter how many times I washed, which made taking out my contacts really really painful.

Biofreeze, huh? I'll look it up.

ARGH. Am trying to resign, and my boss is (a) on the East Coast and (b) out of the office tomorrow.

oh, argh, meara. My last job, I had to resign on the phone because the offer from this job didn't come in until Saturday and I was traveling the next week. It was a bit uncomfortable.

Okay, I have talked myself down from the ledge with My Nemesis, mostly through spending too much on a nice lunch (goat cheese and pomegranite salad). But I'm still pissed off, and I know that when my boss comes back, he's going to put this little squabble on me.

And it's fair: I got nasty first, but only because she's been giving me this shit for four years. And quite possibly I'm PMSing. (Not that I would tell my boss that!)

Cats as fonts! [link]

Huh. On the way home I was fretting about the wisdom of spending extra money on prosecco when Hec already got us some nice cheeses and we have a huge car repair in progress, and... the ATM outside the corner store had a $20 in it. No other humans on the sidewalk in either direction, nobody in the corner store but the counter guy. I took it to mean that the universe wants us to have prosecco.

Arnica seems to help bruises heal better on me.

Ditto. I use the little under-the-tongue thingies.

Consuela, do you have any long train trips coming up where you could commiserate with an uninvolved party about your respective work frustrations?