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Sep. 4th, 2008 10:23 amHOLY CRAP, busy morning was busy.
Have I mentioned that some fool made me Safety Captain for our floor, so that in case of fire, bombing, or other Emergency Event I am in charge? Yeah. I don't know either, maybe they just don't know me very well.
Anyway, the time has come to update the safety team roster and the floor directory, especially since a new company directory has just been issued, and I spent all morning rewriting the company directory so that it makes sense (about half the floor see Admin A send out a new directory via email and immediately email me to ask if I'm doing a new SUPER SEKRIT Quickguide version of it, because Admin A is very thorough but does not design her directories with efficiency in mind). Also there was an Issue with Keys, which Coworker J summed up expertly:
"I'm just gonna go ahead and say it, that was unnecessaily apocalyptic."
Meanwhile, Bulletproof Temp has been ordered to scrounge up every packing box he can find for some project or other, though he tells anyone who asks about the boxes he's carrying that he's building a fort. He is also telling everyone that Sarah Palin is a swinger, based on the Trib headline "Palin Comes Out Swinging".
J and Bulletproof make my day a little brighter sometimes.
As does BossBoss, who periodically asks me for Doctor Who casting/filming updates. He doesn't watch Torchwood, a fact which I am plotting to remedy as soon as I get my DVD burner up and running.
I watched "A Very English Genius" last night, about the translation of Linear B by Michael Ventriss in the mid-twentieth century. I have to say that I found it interesting on a scholarly level, as an amateur classics geek, but I found it much more interesting to watch all these interviews with a group of obviously batshit insane archaeologists and historians. Seriously, some of these guys I wouldn't like to meet in a dark alley at night. Others just look like muppets.
Have I mentioned that some fool made me Safety Captain for our floor, so that in case of fire, bombing, or other Emergency Event I am in charge? Yeah. I don't know either, maybe they just don't know me very well.
Anyway, the time has come to update the safety team roster and the floor directory, especially since a new company directory has just been issued, and I spent all morning rewriting the company directory so that it makes sense (about half the floor see Admin A send out a new directory via email and immediately email me to ask if I'm doing a new SUPER SEKRIT Quickguide version of it, because Admin A is very thorough but does not design her directories with efficiency in mind). Also there was an Issue with Keys, which Coworker J summed up expertly:
"I'm just gonna go ahead and say it, that was unnecessaily apocalyptic."
Meanwhile, Bulletproof Temp has been ordered to scrounge up every packing box he can find for some project or other, though he tells anyone who asks about the boxes he's carrying that he's building a fort. He is also telling everyone that Sarah Palin is a swinger, based on the Trib headline "Palin Comes Out Swinging".
J and Bulletproof make my day a little brighter sometimes.
As does BossBoss, who periodically asks me for Doctor Who casting/filming updates. He doesn't watch Torchwood, a fact which I am plotting to remedy as soon as I get my DVD burner up and running.
I watched "A Very English Genius" last night, about the translation of Linear B by Michael Ventriss in the mid-twentieth century. I have to say that I found it interesting on a scholarly level, as an amateur classics geek, but I found it much more interesting to watch all these interviews with a group of obviously batshit insane archaeologists and historians. Seriously, some of these guys I wouldn't like to meet in a dark alley at night. Others just look like muppets.