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Jujubes and buttons
Oct. 7th, 2014 01:25 amFriday:
Today I solved lb's fruit mystery at work. The answer was jujubes. The problem was, about yea big and round, green and red, the guy didn't know what they were, he'd found them at a local grocery and brought them in. I thought on it for a bit and decided that might sound like jujubes, so I googled that and pulled up images. Those looked like I thought they did, so I showed him the pictures on my phone, and I had solved the mystery. (And everybody else gathered around my phone and went Ohhhhhhh.)
On Wednesday, Purple and I discussed being the Weirdest One in the Group. He and I are both usually that person. Between us, I usually am. Between him, me, and lb? That's still up for grabs, but sometimes it might be lb.
I got a random compliment on my lipstick. Yay!
The very large Office Depot bag of old-as-balls software has been reduced to a spreadsheet and about 4 DVD cases' worth of space. Yay!
Bash was fun. I claimed a table and protected its chairs. Then lb came down. We chatted for a bit. I spied the tall, chill Australian dude with all the hair who had been in that infamous meeting with us, and waved at him; he came over. I grabbed food. Purple showed up. The short, intense Australian dude with none of the hair (phone) came over. (phone often works from home, so lb counts it as a social success that he's willing to come in to spend time with friends-and-co-workers willingly.) There was general hilarity and funtimes, as well as very cranky discussion of the helpdesk situation. Later, R and the Other Guy came over. Mr. Zune did not make it a full #cupcake crew, but it was very close. The Dean swung by; we're still waiting for word from Mr. Sub-tle on movie night. Good times. There was a wasp. Purple teased me about the wasp.
We split somewhat earlier than some times; Purple had a 2600 meeting to catch. I had more work (Thursday was pretty much a wash; I came in at 4pm due to terrible sleep schedule shenanigans). I did not stay super super late, but late enough that the PM I'd chatted with at fuck o'clock the previous week told me to go home on her way out the door.
Saturday, I slept through the parts of the day when I was not drooping from the heat.
Sunday, I ventured forth for supplies -- groceries, gas, and fabric for the upcoming Halloween costume -- and did laundry. Also slept.
Monday:
Woke up early enough to be in the office before lunch. Set some more balls rolling. Found, to my delight, that the tall, chill, Australian dude with all the hair had joined #cupcake. Introduced a few members of #cupcake to Things I Won't Work With. Purple and phone were already aware of it, but it was new to Mr. Zune. Enjoyed a nice quiet lunch with Purple and two of the guys. I've been having regular enough 1:1s with my manager since she got back from vacation that today's was actually shorter than the allotted time!
After grinding through more stuff in my inbox, I turned my face reluctantly in the direction of the notes I was typing up from the meeting last month: I was aware that there was a big section of active yelling in the middle of it, and since I am generally conflict-averse, I was dreading doing that part.
Reader, it was the creamy nougat-with-almonds center of the poo-coated dramabomb that was that meeting. (I am cognizant of this as an object that no-one ought to be putting in their mouth.) In the middle of the Angry Guy being angry, lb being stern, me being earnest, and the Chill Aussie being low-key, were some amazing statements from the buck-passer-in-chief and the goon from IT. My notes are sprouting editorial comments.
My buttons came today. I declared to Purple that I'd want to leave by 8 in order to get to Jo Ann's for further fabric supplies. ( Read more... )
Today I solved lb's fruit mystery at work. The answer was jujubes. The problem was, about yea big and round, green and red, the guy didn't know what they were, he'd found them at a local grocery and brought them in. I thought on it for a bit and decided that might sound like jujubes, so I googled that and pulled up images. Those looked like I thought they did, so I showed him the pictures on my phone, and I had solved the mystery. (And everybody else gathered around my phone and went Ohhhhhhh.)
On Wednesday, Purple and I discussed being the Weirdest One in the Group. He and I are both usually that person. Between us, I usually am. Between him, me, and lb? That's still up for grabs, but sometimes it might be lb.
I got a random compliment on my lipstick. Yay!
The very large Office Depot bag of old-as-balls software has been reduced to a spreadsheet and about 4 DVD cases' worth of space. Yay!
Bash was fun. I claimed a table and protected its chairs. Then lb came down. We chatted for a bit. I spied the tall, chill Australian dude with all the hair who had been in that infamous meeting with us, and waved at him; he came over. I grabbed food. Purple showed up. The short, intense Australian dude with none of the hair (phone) came over. (phone often works from home, so lb counts it as a social success that he's willing to come in to spend time with friends-and-co-workers willingly.) There was general hilarity and funtimes, as well as very cranky discussion of the helpdesk situation. Later, R and the Other Guy came over. Mr. Zune did not make it a full #cupcake crew, but it was very close. The Dean swung by; we're still waiting for word from Mr. Sub-tle on movie night. Good times. There was a wasp. Purple teased me about the wasp.
We split somewhat earlier than some times; Purple had a 2600 meeting to catch. I had more work (Thursday was pretty much a wash; I came in at 4pm due to terrible sleep schedule shenanigans). I did not stay super super late, but late enough that the PM I'd chatted with at fuck o'clock the previous week told me to go home on her way out the door.
Saturday, I slept through the parts of the day when I was not drooping from the heat.
Sunday, I ventured forth for supplies -- groceries, gas, and fabric for the upcoming Halloween costume -- and did laundry. Also slept.
Monday:
Woke up early enough to be in the office before lunch. Set some more balls rolling. Found, to my delight, that the tall, chill, Australian dude with all the hair had joined #cupcake. Introduced a few members of #cupcake to Things I Won't Work With. Purple and phone were already aware of it, but it was new to Mr. Zune. Enjoyed a nice quiet lunch with Purple and two of the guys. I've been having regular enough 1:1s with my manager since she got back from vacation that today's was actually shorter than the allotted time!
After grinding through more stuff in my inbox, I turned my face reluctantly in the direction of the notes I was typing up from the meeting last month: I was aware that there was a big section of active yelling in the middle of it, and since I am generally conflict-averse, I was dreading doing that part.
Reader, it was the creamy nougat-with-almonds center of the poo-coated dramabomb that was that meeting. (I am cognizant of this as an object that no-one ought to be putting in their mouth.) In the middle of the Angry Guy being angry, lb being stern, me being earnest, and the Chill Aussie being low-key, were some amazing statements from the buck-passer-in-chief and the goon from IT. My notes are sprouting editorial comments.
My buttons came today. I declared to Purple that I'd want to leave by 8 in order to get to Jo Ann's for further fabric supplies. ( Read more... )
