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You guys will not believe what Coffee Diva Coworker did next.

THIS IS A WOMAN WHO ACCEPTS NO SUBSTITUTIONS! EXCEPT FOR DECAF COFFEE!

She decided that since her suggestion of No Coffee After 3pm had received tepid, if not outright hostile, reviews from the Operations group, she would institute it herself. She apparently spent much of the afternoon telling people that there could be no new coffee after 3pm, and implying this directive came from us. For those of you who question the logic of this:

1. There isn't any.

2. Her reasoning, I believe, is that people would finish the coffee in the pots after 3, and He Who Finishes The Coffee Shall Rinse The Pot.

3. This shows a fundamental lack of understanding of the basic human condition.

People reacted in one of two ways. First, they ignored her, and brewed coffee whenever they damn well pleased right up to 5:30, an hour after I had already left. Second, they waited until I was gone and then sent me FURIOUS and DEMANDING emails.

The result of which is, I have been soothing frazzled nerves since 7:45 this morning, and may have to send out a companywide email announcing that NO, there is NO BAN on coffee after three.

Which will deeply embarrass Coffee Diva, and I'd feel bad about that, but the entire Operations group and about 90% of the office are on my side on this one, so I don't feel too badly.

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I forgot I have to go to the chiropractor tonight at 5:30. On the one hand, yay theraputic massage. On the other hand, it's supposed to storm and I won't be getting home until 7:30 at the earliest. And then there's the eternal question: do I eat before I go, or wait till I get home?

Also, as it is approaching finals season, and Stressed Out Season, and all the rest, a reminder: deleting_my_lj. If you're going to delete temporarily, please post first! It saves us all a lot of worry and scrambling to find copies of your fic.

I had other things to post about but now I don't remember what they were. It's been that kind of day.

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I was going to do the "If I came with a warning label, what would it say?" meme that's been going around, but I'm pretty sure "HEALTH HAZARD" covers it. :D Possibly "Contents Under Pressure".

I have been adjusted and massaged and manipulated, and apparently my ass is literally too tense. They kept poking it. IT'S MY ASS, STOP POKING IT.

In happier news, celestialsoda made me an OMG AWESOME drawing of a maskmaker's self-portrait. It's all sepia and Leonardo Da Vinci! And he's sculpting in a mirror!