my tape dispenser is a C15, probably not suitable for bludgeoning.
A Swingline 747 stapler also works well. I have a bright red one on my desk.
Willow ,'Never Leave Me'
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my tape dispenser is a C15, probably not suitable for bludgeoning.
A Swingline 747 stapler also works well. I have a bright red one on my desk.
If you feel like some good weepiness, check out this story about a shelter dog: [link]
I had to stop, because I was crying too much!
My red Swingline is at home, I fear it would walk off if I brought it in to work. I have a small purple one here that probably would not be great for bludgeoning. Pretty light.
So I emailed my "confusion" to the head of the search committee, who replied that she had stepped down as the head of the search committee (since the phone interview a week ago), and the new head of the search committee is the person who evaded my question during the interview. My email has been forwarded to this new search committee head for comment.
Yeah, that makes me feel better about this job.
My new coasters for my oddly nice work desk arrived, so there's that.
WANT.
I referred to myself as an infectious cloud in the email I just sent indicating that I thought it best that I work from home while I'm a coughing, sneezing, and congested hot mess.
I just checked, and I'm pretty sure my tape dispenser would be the best thing for bludgeoning on my desk.
Update: Maybe it's less my job trying to kill me and more my uterus? Although the fuckery is real.
If memory serves, ostriches are one of very few animals that can outdo human beings at long distance running as well as in sprints.
Oh, Dana, I'm sorry.
Good luck, sara.
Yeah, flea, that's starting to sound like bullet dodged, I'd say.
Talk to me? I'm having a stupid panic attack -- Dan got me a spring cleaning service for V Day, and I am huddled on the porch chair, shaking, after having a meltdown before they came. Because I didn't have the spoons to do more than get off the floors before they came.
Aww, Strix, it's ok. Breathe. It's totally understandable how you feel, but you didn't need to do anything. They're a cleaning service. Trust me, they've seen worse. That's their job.