Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Let There Be Light
Seriously, is it really too much to ask that if the job demands so much overtime to not have the lights automatically shut off at 6:00 pm? The lights have shut off like... 4 times in the last half hour. I think someone keeps turning them on, but they're on some sort of a sleep timer and turn off again moments later.
On that note, it's 7:00. I'm tired. The lights have gone off for the 5th time. I'm complaining. I'm going home.
On that note, it's 7:00. I'm tired. The lights have gone off for the 5th time. I'm complaining. I'm going home.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Smart.
"Cancel your group therapy, delete your therapist's number and stop seeing your tarot card reader - Dupree is the only man for you. Check out the 'Wisdom of Dupree'! And have Dupree give you the only advice you will ever need on life, love and living."
My favorite is asking him dirty questions... gets me everytime!
My favorite is asking him dirty questions... gets me everytime!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
God Bless America
I applied for my passport on January 31, 2008. I know people were experiencing problems getting their passports in a timely matter. The man who assisted me was extremely helpful and said they are caught up with Passports and have seen the designated 3-8 week turnaround.So imagine my surprise today when I had a package in the mail which contained MY PASSPORT! Seriously! A week and two days and it's here! That is the coolest thing ever! I am so stoked. I can hardly concentrate today because I keep thinking of all the cool places i'm going to experience with it!
AWESOME!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Pet da Pooch
For those of you who have dogs, or have at least been around dogs a lot, you will understand.
I don't know how many times a family member has been getting food in the kitchen and within seconds one of my dogs is suddenly there begging for food. They have a particular knack for knowing the sound of cheese, carrots, bread, and dog bisquits. Once the dog is in sight you will hear a family member say, "How do they know?" I mean, those dogs will freakin' be outside and they will be barking at the door to come in when they hear that cheese wrapper. Seriously... how do they distinguish the cheese wrapper from other wrappers when outside or downstairs?
Just now I'm typing away at work when I hear "it" from Lindsey's cubicle. A little somethin-somethin that grabs my attention. "Lindsey?" I ask in my sweetest voice. "Can I have some?"
There is silence for a moment or two. Through a grin Lindsey responds, "Some of what?"
"Some of your M&M's" I say while keeping my salavating at bay.
Lindsey and our Co-worker Kathy just start laughing. Lindsey walks over to my cubicle and at the same time we both say, "I heard that coming a mile away. Pardon? Who said that? Who's speaking?" (Which is a line from Robin Hood: Men in Tights which we quote all the time.)
I pour my handful of M&M's and Lindsey says, "You're just like the dogs!"
I don't know how many times a family member has been getting food in the kitchen and within seconds one of my dogs is suddenly there begging for food. They have a particular knack for knowing the sound of cheese, carrots, bread, and dog bisquits. Once the dog is in sight you will hear a family member say, "How do they know?" I mean, those dogs will freakin' be outside and they will be barking at the door to come in when they hear that cheese wrapper. Seriously... how do they distinguish the cheese wrapper from other wrappers when outside or downstairs?
Just now I'm typing away at work when I hear "it" from Lindsey's cubicle. A little somethin-somethin that grabs my attention. "Lindsey?" I ask in my sweetest voice. "Can I have some?"
There is silence for a moment or two. Through a grin Lindsey responds, "Some of what?"
"Some of your M&M's" I say while keeping my salavating at bay.
Lindsey and our Co-worker Kathy just start laughing. Lindsey walks over to my cubicle and at the same time we both say, "I heard that coming a mile away. Pardon? Who said that? Who's speaking?" (Which is a line from Robin Hood: Men in Tights which we quote all the time.)
I pour my handful of M&M's and Lindsey says, "You're just like the dogs!"
Monday, February 4, 2008
...
I'm just sitting here minding my own, plugging away at work when down the way from me I hear a loud beep. Then an automated voice that says, "Call for help now." "Remove all clothing."
Silence. What was that? I look around sheepishly. In a mere 15 seconds I hear a repeat. "Remove all clothing. Pull red lever." What tha?
It sounded like a recording played on a speaker phone. My question however is... what kind of trouble could you possibly get into where you are instructed to "remove all clothing" from an automated system? I could see if you fall through ice into a river and need to warm up and treat hypothermia... but seriously... what was up with that message? Why was somebody listening to it on speaker phone?
It reminds me of an episode of the Simpsons. Bart thinks Flanders has killed Mod and will soon kill Lisa when he finds her snooping around his house in this delightful parody of Rear Window. Bart calls the police and he hears an automated menu, "If you know the name of the felony being committed press 1 now." Bart gets impatient and just starts pressing buttons. "You have selected Regicide. If you know the name of King or Queen being murdered, press 1 now."
I seriously think someone at my office just called an automated police line with inquiries about hypothermia. Is there any other logical explanation anyone?
WAIT! ... Do you have to remove clothing in order to use a defibrillator? That's probably it... At least, I sure hope so. I don't want some robotic woman instructing me to remove my clothing if I have a toothache... Or do I?
Silence. What was that? I look around sheepishly. In a mere 15 seconds I hear a repeat. "Remove all clothing. Pull red lever." What tha?
It sounded like a recording played on a speaker phone. My question however is... what kind of trouble could you possibly get into where you are instructed to "remove all clothing" from an automated system? I could see if you fall through ice into a river and need to warm up and treat hypothermia... but seriously... what was up with that message? Why was somebody listening to it on speaker phone?
It reminds me of an episode of the Simpsons. Bart thinks Flanders has killed Mod and will soon kill Lisa when he finds her snooping around his house in this delightful parody of Rear Window. Bart calls the police and he hears an automated menu, "If you know the name of the felony being committed press 1 now." Bart gets impatient and just starts pressing buttons. "You have selected Regicide. If you know the name of King or Queen being murdered, press 1 now."
I seriously think someone at my office just called an automated police line with inquiries about hypothermia. Is there any other logical explanation anyone?
WAIT! ... Do you have to remove clothing in order to use a defibrillator? That's probably it... At least, I sure hope so. I don't want some robotic woman instructing me to remove my clothing if I have a toothache... Or do I?
The Morning After
This is always the most depressing time of year for me. At least there are others out there who are feeling the same as I.
Is it August yet?
Is it August yet?
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