I much prefer a sweet potato over a regular potato. I will buy baby new potatoes for stews and such.
I think it is going to be chicken tonight.
My work motivation was great this morning but it has worn off and now I'm stuggling and have no clue how I'm going to get two more hours in.
I'm in the middle of writing my annual review (uuuugh). Part of what I just wrote:
The number one thing that [company] and my Manager can do to help me improve in my areas of development would be to hire a second UE person for [product].
What I really want to say:
GIVE ME HEADCOUNT. LET ME HIRE PLEI. WE WILL RULE DOCUMENTATION WITH TERRIFYING EFFICIENCY. Eccentric, terrifying efficiency.
I will eat ALL OF THE POTATOES.
A baked potato and giant salad are a fallback dinner 2-3 times a month. But if I let my potato love run free, I'd eat taters all the time.
Jilli! I used you as an example last night of being Goth in the workplace! FauxSon's daughter is somewhat Goth, and she had a hard time finding an internship because the teacher who places the students thinks Goth is horribly unprofessional. FauxGranddaughter found her own internship, and the people she works with think she looks terrific. She took the paperwork to the teacher, and when the teacher called the business to confirm everything, she actually tried to talk the business out of working with FG. Business told FG, "Your teacher is a little odd, isn't she."
Steph and I will have Civil War: Potatoes because I want them all.
Connie, how frustrating for FG! And what a horribly unprofessional teacher.
Steph and I will have Civil War: Potatoes because I want them all.
Put on the suit, let's go a few rounds.
Everything special about you came out of a bottle! Or possibly a potato.
Sorry to do this, Tony, but potatoes are my friends.
I was your friend! SOB We could've shared the potato!