The holiday season plus the change in our health insurance with the change in Paul's company, by the way, is making be doubleplus bitter right now. I try not to talk about it that much, because it just makes me a: feel like a whiny ingrate; and b: cry (literally, I mean: actually typing up the above has me actually in tears).

But, yeah, I'm sad that my life in my 40s isn't the one I was expecting to have at the start of my 30s. When I started the job hunt, post-layoffs, I was actually optimistic: I had all this experience! I had people who would recommend me! Surely, it wouldn't be as bad as the last time I'd looked for a job!

The reality was a fucking bummer.

That IS a fucking bummer, Plei.

Ugh, I'm sorry, Plei.

No, my boss really means for us to work. Despite the Out-of-office autoreply, company policy is to answer all emails within 24 hours.

Oh hell no.

I also suggested to another department head that he also let his people go early, and they are SO HAPPY. OMG, you would think I had just showered them all with gold.

No, my boss really means for us to work. Despite the Out-of-office autoreply, company policy is to answer all emails within 24 hours.

Oh hell no.

I second the "Hell no."

I'd take a long vacation somewhere where there's no internet.

We're planning a transatlantic cruise next year so I can get away. Limited internet time (because you have to pay for access), available by phone only through a 900 number -- it's the next best thing to being completely unavailable.

I am working until 9pm tonight. Bets on how many people will be at the library at 9pm on December 23? (Actually, probably about as many as the average Wednesday, since we have a usual crowd that I doubt has lots of family holiday stuff planned.)

Despite the Out-of-office autoreply, company policy is to answer all emails within 24 hours.

That's ridiculous.

I'm sorry, Plei, that's not fair.

I'm wrapping up the bit of deadline work that had to get done during my vacation, then I'm turning in my timesheet and no more work until January 4th.

OMG, you would think I had just showered them all with gold.

No one's going there, huh?

I am working until 9pm tonight. Bets on how many people will be at the library at 9pm on December 23?

Aww, I was just down at Findlay Market -- I should have stopped by. I guarantee I wouldn't have peed or masturbated in the library. Because I'm a giver.

Well, if we were going to be going home early the people who came in at 6am should be leaving now and afaict that isn't happening. Rats. Guess I will have cookies for lunch.