Friday, February 13, 2009

Friday night is steak night

And we had some really good steaks tonight. And corn on the cob with baked potatoes. And Pralines and ice cream for dessert. MS Word is really clever. I just typed in “desert” and somehow, the program knew that I meant “dessert”.

Well, two days ago the director and two others got back from the conference. It’s really thrown off how things have gone for the past two weeks. Most of us were wondering how much of an active role in day to day operations he was going to play. Everyone knows that he’s going to be retiring in a few weeks and he didn’t play that big role in what we do before we left. Since everything went so well in his absence, I thought he’d just sit back and go with the status quo.

But that is not the case. He’s running around, finding out what everyone has done, and inserting himself in everyone’s bee’s wax. Good for him, you know? He’s still on the payroll, he can work just like everyone else. I need to move desks. I’m in the director’s line of sight and when he wants something done, he looks up and sees me and tells me to do it. We call it “line of sight tasking”. At least if I was around the corner, then maybe I could ignore him while he yelled and he’d call someone elses name. I wouldn’t have a problem saying, “Hey Phil! The boss wants you.”

Our internet quit working last night. Someone today said that our internet is all satellite based internet and that snow (or too much snow) disrupts the signal. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but it didn’t come back on ‘till sometime this afternoon. We’ve got five or six inches of snow on the ground. And like they say, “A little snow hides a multitude of sins.” Something like that. As we were driving around to the steak place, the country side looked beautiful. It was too bad that we couldn’t see the mountains...

I was able to stay up late and read last night until early morning and I didn’t wake up until almost eleven! And by that time, the snow had stopped, but the skies were still gray. I didn’t think that Phillip’s replacement was going to make it in today. Phillip and Joey went to the airport to pick her up and she did indeed arrive. Her name is Ashley and this is her first trip here. I met her briefly tonight right before I left the office.

I’m still really, really busy at work. I’ve got eight projects - all in different stages of completion. But what I try to do at the end of the day is get done what I can get done and get everything at the point where I can’t do anything else until someone else gets back with me. And then I make a list of my projects and whatever the next step is and what I’m waiting on. And in the morning, I check things off of my list when the stuff I’m owed come rolling in.

So tonight I’m just sittin’ here drinking my bottled water and having a boring ol’ time by myself. I’m going to read my book ‘till I fall asleep. ‘Nite.

4 comments:

  1. Snow! Lucky. We've had this crummy 65-degrees-and-sunny weather... :) I do miss snow now and again though.

    What books do you have with you? Do you have enough/want more? I just finished the new Christopher Moore book, "Fool", which was a HYSTERICAL re-writing of Shakespeare's "King Lear." (I don't care if it's supposed to be "an histerical". I think it's absolutely stupid-sounding whenever I hear someone use "an" in front of a noun starting with H.) All of Christopher Moore's books are unbelievably funny. He's a mishmash of Vonnegut, Douglas Adams, and Neil Gaiman.

    Also, I have a bottle of Scope with your name on it. With all its T25/potato goodness.

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  2. Oops, "an hysterical," that is. Blogspot isn't nearly as intuitive as MS Word.

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  3. Wow--your supper sounds a lot yummier than Dad's and mine. We had South Beach Mexican lasagna (mmmmmm-mm!) and a salad. I had a couple glasses of a very nice Malbec wine to go with it. I'd have had more except I had to go to practice for next week's singing engagements.

    Have you been following the story of Sam the rescued koala in Australia? That warms my heart even as the stories of the horrible fires sends chills down my spine. Those bastards who started the fires should be hanged, drawn, and quartered then burned at the stake. I'll throw on the match myself!

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  4. 5 or 6 inches! Sounds great! Carrie, I agree. When the election was called "an historical event" it made me mad. It sounds pretentious to me. Michael and I talk about that sometimes.

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