Nice.

Curiously, Emmett has recently discovered the oldies station so instead of pummeling me with Metallica and Zeppelin whenever he gets in the car, he's been doing sing alongs with Hall and Oates.

His previous obsession was with Grunge.

Cass, you've summed it up so well that the other 14.5 minutes might just be "And pat yourselves on the back." All I need is an animated slide, and I'm good to go...

asked to come in early and not leave our desks, so we didn't walk by the Board meeting

Ah, damn! That's pretty funny. I actually got the opportunity to sit down in front of the big head honcho and tell him that no one came within two floors of us (and that if they did--IT--the bar is low), and he agreed, but the rules don't change--that makes it sting more. But I don't think that's a good enough reason to to flip management the finger.

If you're on the 12th floor a tie isn't enough--you also need a suit jacket, and you can take it off to sit down, but you can't leave your desk without putting it back on. Apparently the Marketing team on 12 is all prepped with any potential visitor's name and facts about their company so they can make small talk if approached randomly. I would fear that there are only two or three conversations to be had, though, and too many people.

"Mostly" business casual is sufficiently ruined by not being consistent, as well as the understanding that we're faking it for the visit (they MUST know--it's ridiculous)--I don't understand why this happens about once a month anymore.

Also, I really want tie pins now. They look cool.

Mostly when I don't like contemporary music I find it come down to: "Damn kids these days and their quiet music!"

We have so many samoas it's ridiculous. Last weekend at the end of boothing we had 20 boxes leftover. I cannot tell you how ridiculous my house looked that day -- boxes of cookies and envelopes of cash everywhere. Ask Kristin or Drew, if you don't believe me.

I can verify this.

But also, tonight we are hosting a game night for a bunch of people in the theatre company that Drew's on the board for (most awkward sentence construction ever), and I'm thinking I may need to restock. Hm.

I don't suppose you have any more of those lemon ones?

So, this morning I got the bright idea of looking at last month's Discover card statement to see if there were fraudulent charges (my adventures earlier this week discovered fraud in this month's transactions). Lo and behold!

Some crook bought a couple of southwest airlines tix, a shit-ton of Legos and bought some shit at a Christian Center in FL. Damn. Anyway, had to call Discover back and add more stuff to the fraud case.

A Christian center....?

Kat, I would be happy to take a box or two of Samoas, depending on how much shipping would be.

Meanwhile, I've recently come to the realisation that it's finally happened. I'm old. For the last couple of months it seems there's no song currently on the charts that I could claim to enjoy. Kids these days.

Semi-relatedly, my coworker went to the Today Show on vacation last week, and there was a Flo Rida concert, and she had never heard of him. In trying to explain something about who he was, I told the story of when he was on the Ellen show and made it rain in the audience. Half my coworkers didn't know that meant throwing money in the air, either! I am well in touch with The Kids Today, apparently.

as well as the understanding that we're faking it for the visit (they MUST know--it's ridiculous)

That's the part that kills me, traditionally. At least in this job, I don't have to dress up for someone else's meeting.

A Christian center....?

right? I thought they called them "churches", but apparently I'm a godless freak who doesn't know Jesus.

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