Things that make me go *snarl*
Jul. 9th, 2004 05:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serinde- NetBSD hangman seems to think that "obelial", "daydawn", and "Bradylexia" are words. The last should be, I admit. But it's not.
- Being out of milk when I want a cup of tea.
- (The real answer.) Being the point person for the hiring-a-new-person process, telling all the candidates that we would let them know by the end of this week, only to find that El Jefe spent Thursday in a painkiller haze or something and "couldn't find the time" anytime betwixt Wed. evening and the end of the day today to make a decision. So I have to write them all and tell them "er, um, when we said end of this week, we meant Monday." Except that I told him I wanted to say "by noon Monday" and he was all "oh, I don't know if I could promise that." WITH A TOTAL OF FOUR EXTRA DAYS YOU #$*!$&%@! grrrrrr. And the Office Mom is out of town this weekend (including all of today), so she can't deliver the almighty Bitch-Slap that's the only thing he pays heed to.
A quick beer with the darling pet, and then home to bond with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
arkham1010 and mir_nyc's friend Mike, before we go off to face the Fighting Uruk-Hai at paintball tomorrow. Te morituri salutamus.
- Being out of milk when I want a cup of tea.
- (The real answer.) Being the point person for the hiring-a-new-person process, telling all the candidates that we would let them know by the end of this week, only to find that El Jefe spent Thursday in a painkiller haze or something and "couldn't find the time" anytime betwixt Wed. evening and the end of the day today to make a decision. So I have to write them all and tell them "er, um, when we said end of this week, we meant Monday." Except that I told him I wanted to say "by noon Monday" and he was all "oh, I don't know if I could promise that." WITH A TOTAL OF FOUR EXTRA DAYS YOU #$*!$&%@! grrrrrr. And the Office Mom is out of town this weekend (including all of today), so she can't deliver the almighty Bitch-Slap that's the only thing he pays heed to.
A quick beer with the darling pet, and then home to bond with
arkham1010 and mir_nyc's friend Mike, before we go off to face the Fighting Uruk-Hai at paintball tomorrow. Te morituri salutamus.
