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anyway, tuesday night jorn and i went to the laundromat. boy, was *that* necessary. yesterday was the aforementioned buffy-watching with rhett and jeff (my, hasn't jeff been around a lot lately?). we watched two episodes all together (while i ate my steamed garlicky zucchini-with-spaghetti for dinner--yumyum!), and then rhett needed to go to bed, so jorn and i stayed up and watched the last episode on disc 2, and she'll watch that one on her own before we start watching them together again. i just love buffy.

in other news, my job. have i mentioned hating my job? yeah. yesterday wasn't too bad--both allie and debbie were here, and the three of us ended up laughing all morning at each other. it was pretty fun, i like them a lot. i didn't even mind so much when, after updating someone's account so that he can use another program and then emailing him to let him know about this, he replied with an irate email saying "is this a joke? i already have access. what i need is (blahblah mortgage thing)..." the dude was obviously clueless about what had just occurred, and was just as obviously a jerk to send an email to someone in a different company saying "is this a joke?" yeah, funny haha, you've been given access to our online systems. allie actually called the guy (we're the helpdesk, so she kind of had to) and he kept talking about what he needed and then would ask her what she was going to do for him, and then wouldn't let her say anything! he was all like, i need to access such-and-such, and she said, you received that email to let you know that now you can access that. what a stupid fuck, seriously. and there's nothing that nice people can do in this situation except let the jerk walk all over you, because otherwise it'll reflect badly on your company's image. well, i would never do business with his mortgage company after dealing with the kind of people that represent them, that's for sure. fucker.

this weekend's plans:

tonight: leave work around 5:15, go to the Old Town for drinks with the poets. come home, heat up the chicken and whip up some garlic mashed potatoes for jorn's bizrthday dinner. celebrate.
the 4th: sleep in a bit, work blandwood 11-1, check out the downtown Fun Fourth Festivities, then hit the barbecue on carr street.
rest of the weekend: no plans. watch buffy maybe, play some nintendo. awwww yeah.

Date: 2003-07-03 09:58 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] ame0toko.livejournal.com
You know what? No sympathy here. You know what I had to do today? Clean up a large, mysterious puddle in the bathroom. Yup. With a mop. Swishing it all around. (For minimum wage, don't forget.) And telling people as they come in, "Be careful, Sir. There's a spill on the floor." Spill of what was the question.

Well, to look on the bright side, at least there wasn't anything solid.

Date: 2003-07-07 07:27 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] supercheesegirl.livejournal.com
babe, i've put in my time at shitty minimum wage jobs. remind me to tell you about the sludge gutters at the kennel sometime--it'll make you glad to find mysterious puddles on the bathroom floor.

Sorry

Date: 2003-07-28 09:53 pm (UTC)From: (Anonymous)
Hey,
Sorry about jumping all over you. Had a bad day and you caught the brunt of it. Thanks for the great work you did, I use it all the time now, in fact, because of your help, it's the only MI company I use!
Randy Krasneck
(saw my name on google search and ended up here!!).

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