Bleh! blah! Blih?
I’m not sure exactly what I have to say. Have I mentioned that I’m tired? I had a lovely time spending the evening with Harriet last night and going to a concert, despite elderly mating French people in front of us. Get a Room, we said! As I write these words, Harriet should be starting her conference paper–go to her blog and cheer her on.
At a meeting the other day I witnessed a disgusting display, which was upsetting AND made me happy that I don’t have a gun.
After Him talks for 10 minutes:
Her: Well, I don’t think that’s a good idea because…
Him: I wasn’t suggesting that we do that
Her: Will you let me speak…I let you say your whole thing. I don’t think…
Him: That’s NOT what I was saying.
Her: YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT’S IN MY HEAD. CAN YOU LET ME…
Him: Fine, but I wasn’t…
Her: Ok, forget about it [gives up] (In my fantasy world someone takes out a gun and shoots Him at point-blank range.)
At the end of that meeting, I discovered that if I had stayed in the job I had 6 years ago, Him would have been my boss. I had nightmares about that last night. It’s unrealistic to think that I would have lasted more than a few weeks with that guy. In fact, I’m told there was a mass exodus in the weeks/months after he started. People are idiots.
Three day weekend–WOO HOO!
January 18, 2008 at 11:27 am
Eh, you and your three day weekend! Bah!
January 19, 2008 at 11:54 am
Men. Well, some men, anyway.