Friday, July 18, 2008
So, I work with geeks, nerds, dweebs, and dorks. Most of the time I enjoy working with them because they can be quite fun and funny in their geeky, nerdy way. You guessed it. I work in IT or as I tell most people, "I work with computers". As most IT departments tend to do, we hire interns every summer to come in and help with the stupid grunt work that the rest of us don't want to do or are tired of doing the rest of the year.

Today, I'm sitting at my desk "working" (Ok, I was reading blogs. What? It's Friday!) and I overhear part of a conversation that 2 of the interns are having.

Dork #1: I don't think that my saying "I don't support the Iraq war" will undermine the war effort.

Dork #2: If enough people say it, it could.

Dork #1: But, just me saying it won't make a difference.

Dork #2: I still think that one person saying it will start more people saying it and it could undermine the war effort or the effort to end the war. Congress will get wind of the people complaining and could try to stop war funding.

Dork #1 (after reading a forum post): Finally, someone that makes sense! This guy says...

At this point I got up and went to bathroom and missed the rest of this exciting conversation. The stall walls had more stimulating and interesting conversation. The things bored college students will discuss bore me. I miss talks about how we can punk someone else in the department by photoshopping the wheels off their precious SUV because they forgot to move it before the maintenance crew re-paved the parking lot.

Open Letter
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Dear Office Cleaning Lady,

I know that your job isn't the most glamorous in the world and I know that you work hard at what you do every day. I see you vacuuming the carpets, scrubbing the toilets and mopping the floors. I know it can't be easy to come in knowing you have to empty our trash cans filled with chewed up apple cores, left-over Chinese food containers and empty pop bottles mixed in with miscellaneous office paper. Your job isn't all roses and rainbows* and I realize this, but with you having the title of "cleaning lady", I have to assume that you are familiar with the products that are available these days called soap, shampoo and deoderant. They aren't so new that you, in your more advanced years, (not too advanced!) would not be aware of these products. Just in case you haven't heard of them they are available at most grocery stores, drug stores and discount department stores. I would like to kindly suggest that you pick some up tonight after work. It would be nice to walk into the bathroom after you have walked out from "cleaning" it and not gag from the overwhelming stench coming from your unwashed, unkempt body that has permeated every corner of the "clean" bathroom.

Thanks much,
Your adoring office workers

*Rainbows must smell nice because they are pretty

Monday, July 14, 2008
So, (I've noticed that I start sentences and posts like I was in the middle of a conversation. They always start with So, or Hey, or Well. I'm comfortable with it so if you aren't, too bad.) I've been busy. Really, really busy. My husband and I spent a whole week of our vacation time working on our house in hopes of selling it next month (yeah I this market?). I discovered sore muscles where I didn't know I could have sore muscles and the tendonitis in my wrist is even worse than before (guess I better get myself to the doctor, AGAIN). At least my hip didn't give out on me so I give props to the surgeon that patched that up for me a few years ago (post for another day). I really didn't have much to say other than to tell you I hurt. All over. Everywhere. I'm sure it will get better soon or it will get better when I drink enough to numb it. If only I could pick up the bottle without crying.

I'm rich bey-otch!
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
I found $2.00 in my purse today. Didn't even know I had it.

Now I feel guilty because I told my husband I had absolutely no cash or even change to give him a dollar this morning. Poor man had to go coke-less.