I am supposed to be celebrating someone's 40th tomorrow night, but only my digestive track knows for sure if I will make it, and it's not telling.
I am feeling much better today, but I still did not go to work. But I had an appetite and ate food and it was mostly normal. Until I tried to eat a chicken sandwich tonight. Ate the first half okay. Tried the second half
and started retching two bites in, but didn't throw up. Maybe too much food at once for my tum?
That seems less than ideal
I'm glad you are feeling somewhat better, at least, Sue.
Doesn't sound like a good day, ita. My day was stressful but productive. But I really need it to be over now.
You know it is bad what ita uses a CAT gif!
just on cue, turd mac shows up in full force for the last day of vaca. TURD.
Geez Sue!
So, I have to work this weekend, but Beau and I are going on "vacation" next weekend, so I have to work to be ready for vacation!
This is funny, in a facepalm/headdesk way.
So Management has discovered, via the new improved employee survey, that while most of us like our company and our jobs, there's a serious problem with lack of communication and perceived lack of respect. So they had a Big Meeting today and everybody in the whole Publishing Department was required to attend. This was All About Communication. They spent three hours giving us details on all the projects going on (and one guy included the tidbit that all our competitors outsource their publishing services 100%; well that's comforting) then BigBoss opened the floor to comments and questions, with "no fear of repercussions". (Uh-huh.) Three people spoke up, with reasonable complaints/suggestions. The answers were "Well, my job is HARD, and we can't hire anyone, and we're trying REAL HARD to make the new schedule work, so... yeah." (BigBoss actually told us that her job was HARD. ooh, sympathies.)
Anyway, meeting All About Communication. One thing mentioned during was the "user story form" for reporting problems with the software. I never heard of it. Checked with my team members after, they never heard of it. Emailed my supervisor (notorious for Not Telling Us Shit) to ask about it.
She forwarded to us an email she received six weeks ago about the new user story form, that she never mentioned in the six team meetings since then. And told us we'd talk about it later.
COMMUNICATION, WE HAZ IT NOT.
DAMN IT! I was trying to pit an avocado and stabbed myself in the left palm. I don't think there's any nerve damage, but that fucker went in
deep.