Today's Randomness
2006.10.16 23h43EDT
Now that blogger is working on my computer again, I'm free to bore you and my future self to death with words and sentences that lead to no where.
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Here's a random sampling of today's thoughts and goings on.
"This job would be perfect if it weren't for clients or candidates."
I didn't say it and it felt so damn true today.
I am wired. I can't steady my heads, my mind is going a million miles a minute. Sugar is running through my veins. All this from the cake. The Cake. It's one huge slab of chocolate and vanilla.
So I'm carrying The Cake from Sobeys. Why? Because I'm part of the Celebrations Committee. Why? Because I like spending the company's money. Back to The Cake. It measures about 2.5 x 3.0 feet. It's a big slab of sugar covered with sugar. It almost got blown from my hands by today's strong winds. As it were, only the lid got blown in my face. The cake was fine.
The cake was more than fine. It tasted wonderful and everyone loved it. Even though I did most of the work, I gave AP much of the credit. Why? Because I'm a nice moron.
So this liar came in today. He's was a bad salesman. He went under the guise of checking the meter of one of our machines. Only, when I showed him the machine, he started talking about how old it was and the new regulations the government is implementing in 2007 that makes the machine obsolete. I'm familiar with the regulations. I know when 2007 is. To top of it all off, he's making his pitch to the wrong person. I was being nice showing him where the machine was. I had no authority over purchases of that nature.
The funniest part of the whole incident is that the person who is in charge of those purchases hates that machine manufacturer.
Later on, DJ comes over and sees the guy's card on my desk. He asks about the bad salesman so I hand him the card and say "he's horrible." DJ promptly puts the card down on my desk.
Breast cancer click is a year old now... I started it on Oct. 4, 2005. And I still do it. Every. Single. Day.
Now that blogger is working on my computer again, I'm free to bore you and my future self to death with words and sentences that lead to no where.
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Here's a random sampling of today's thoughts and goings on.
"This job would be perfect if it weren't for clients or candidates."
I didn't say it and it felt so damn true today.
I am wired. I can't steady my heads, my mind is going a million miles a minute. Sugar is running through my veins. All this from the cake. The Cake. It's one huge slab of chocolate and vanilla.
So I'm carrying The Cake from Sobeys. Why? Because I'm part of the Celebrations Committee. Why? Because I like spending the company's money. Back to The Cake. It measures about 2.5 x 3.0 feet. It's a big slab of sugar covered with sugar. It almost got blown from my hands by today's strong winds. As it were, only the lid got blown in my face. The cake was fine.
The cake was more than fine. It tasted wonderful and everyone loved it. Even though I did most of the work, I gave AP much of the credit. Why? Because I'm a nice moron.
So this liar came in today. He's was a bad salesman. He went under the guise of checking the meter of one of our machines. Only, when I showed him the machine, he started talking about how old it was and the new regulations the government is implementing in 2007 that makes the machine obsolete. I'm familiar with the regulations. I know when 2007 is. To top of it all off, he's making his pitch to the wrong person. I was being nice showing him where the machine was. I had no authority over purchases of that nature.
The funniest part of the whole incident is that the person who is in charge of those purchases hates that machine manufacturer.
Later on, DJ comes over and sees the guy's card on my desk. He asks about the bad salesman so I hand him the card and say "he's horrible." DJ promptly puts the card down on my desk.
Breast cancer click is a year old now... I started it on Oct. 4, 2005. And I still do it. Every. Single. Day.
