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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
So I decided to come to work 2 hours late due to the storm. Wise idea, little traffic and the roads are kind of clear.
Until you get to where my office is. On the side of the mountain up two different winding roadways. With packed slush. I couldn't even get through the entire parking lot because of all the slopes. Plus 25 mph blowing snow. Dear god. And I have to get out of this tonight and the storm is set to be here through tomorrow.
Be warned, people east of us!
Wow, Connie. Be careful in all that!
Herbie Hancock is the only non-car Herbie I can think of. I'm pretty sure he's not a car, anyway.
Our old building was at the mouth of the canyon and subject to fearsome winds, but there were multiple ways to get to it. Stupid executives who wanted something that would look good in the brochures instead of thinking logistics.
The office building finally got a deli again, almost a year after the old one being close. The new one is still working out some kinks. I ordered a stuffed baked potato with chicken.
Got back to my office, and I had chicken on top of a potato. Nothing else. No butter, no cheese, no bacon. Those are the entire point of a baked potato!
Well, it's certainly not stuffed.
No, unless one considers it stuffed with chicken. But that's just silly.
Last work trip this year! At the moment though I'm most worried about all the presents I ordered arriving in time. When will I learn to just have them shipped to my sisters house (and risk her opening them) vs sending to my house and maybe missing them en route and having nothing to give?
On another note: white privilege in action! Yesterday was at the mall with friends and one walked out of the store with a book under her arm. And the other went "wait, did you pay for that?" And first friend was horrified. And ran back into the store to buy it (she had intended to). And nobody at the store said a word.
On another note: white privilege in action! Yesterday was at the mall with friends and one walked out of the store with a book under her arm. And the other went "wait, did you pay for that?" And first friend was horrified. And ran back into the store to buy it (she had intended to). And nobody at the store said a word.
Oh, yeah. When I was a teenager, I knew plenty of other well-off white teenagers who would go to the mall and shoplift for fun. Little things that that could easily afford if they'd wanted to, like makeup or whatever. They almost never got caught, and when they did, the most that the stores ever did was kick them out.
I saw an article once that said that black teenagers who go to mixed schools are more aware of racism than black teenagers who go to mostly black schools, and they posited that it was because of stuff like that -- the black kids at mixed schools would go to the mall with their white friends and see them pulling crap like that and not getting into trouble, while the black kids knew that they'd be in major trouble if they tried anything like that.
Dana - thanks to you I wanted a baked potato, but alas, no potatoes in the house. I do have a couple of sweet potatoes, so one is now in the microwave. Thanks for the inspiration.
Suzi, I recommend bacon, butter, and cheese.