Quickie
16 years ago
General
Kyoo no tema wa kore desu....
Wow, what a lot to get caught up on. I'll do my best to brass tacks it here, in hopes of fleahing it out in later days.
Great news--2 weeks ago, I started my first day at a different job. I really, really wanted to work there; I had a very favorable opinion of the place, the morale there was exceptional, and I was convinced that the company that retained its employees--in other words, a career instead of a job. The pay is less than where I was, the benefits are much better.
Not so great--training has been very rough, due to a combination of a huge amount of technical info (coding, operating systems, etc) and a trainer who can't train well. There's also the whole fish out of water thing going on, since it's far more professional than anywhere I've worked before & I'm still dumpy old me with a limited wardrobe (which has already been remarked upon) and hair that resents living in Tucson.
Bizarre news: I'm in my Pon Farr. It was triggered by a former employee who I shall refer to as El Matador, and unrequited lust is turning me into a dirtier old hag. I've become an ass-grabber. Males (and some females) in my immediate vicinity are in severe danger of being felt up by a fat middle-aged rat. You have been warned.
Time's almost out at the library. Damn I miss having internets. *sigh*
Great news--2 weeks ago, I started my first day at a different job. I really, really wanted to work there; I had a very favorable opinion of the place, the morale there was exceptional, and I was convinced that the company that retained its employees--in other words, a career instead of a job. The pay is less than where I was, the benefits are much better.
Not so great--training has been very rough, due to a combination of a huge amount of technical info (coding, operating systems, etc) and a trainer who can't train well. There's also the whole fish out of water thing going on, since it's far more professional than anywhere I've worked before & I'm still dumpy old me with a limited wardrobe (which has already been remarked upon) and hair that resents living in Tucson.
Bizarre news: I'm in my Pon Farr. It was triggered by a former employee who I shall refer to as El Matador, and unrequited lust is turning me into a dirtier old hag. I've become an ass-grabber. Males (and some females) in my immediate vicinity are in severe danger of being felt up by a fat middle-aged rat. You have been warned.
Time's almost out at the library. Damn I miss having internets. *sigh*
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Just sayin'.
Congrats on being in Toronto, though!
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::assgrope::
(::and another for you to pass along to Zen::)
More will follow. I'm a big believer in hugs. ^__^
As for the Pon Farr thing. I agree with mog. Why do ya have ta be so far away.
Miss ya bunches ya big sexy rat.
*snugs ya tight & kisses yur cheek*
Doooooo eeeeeeeeeet!
You can get sum snazzy duds after you get a few paychex, make sure you buy a pastel-colored cowgirl hat, they are required by law.
It'd take you all week to grope me, so you can have a written excuse, releasing you from the exercise, should you wish one.
I'm fated to be unfashionable, and I embrace that fate--especially if fashionable involves pastel cowgirl hats. To remain within the confines of the law, may I borrow yours from time to time? o.O
::gnaws back on various tiger-boi parts:: NomNomNom....
Hope things are going well for you, too. You still in cedar city (otherwise known as the antiques capital of Ohio)?