i haven't seen pacific rim in a week I'VE GOT THE SHAKES
WHAT'S UP, HOW IS EVERYONE? I haven't done a HERE'S WHAT I'M UP TO update in a lot longer than I thought! Here is one!
0. Friday was my teacher's memorial service. I don't have much to say about it, only that it was devastating, and that I'm incredibly grateful that Robyn was there and willing to steer me around afterwards while I cried all over her.
1. I did a lot of work at work yesterday and then none of it ended up mattering so today I've just refreshed Tumblr and screamed a lot about Pacific Rim. It's been good for me.
UM, like two weeks ago I had my ANNUAL REVIEW, which I was expecting in like March, but whatever. Bridgette had hers a few days before mine and ended up FULLY VENTING TO DEBBIE about what a soul-crushing nightmare this place is and how she dreads coming in every day, WHICH IS LOLMAZING, and I went into mine fully prepared to back her up if necessary because even tough normally I will just silently hate everyone for years, I HAVE BRIDGETTE'S BACK ALWAYS. (Well, usually. There was this thing one time. We're not here to talk about that.) But what ended up happening was that Debbie and Paula were like "LOOK, BILL IS TERRIBLE AND WE ALL HAVE TO COPE WITH IT. CAN YOU COPE WITH IT? WE MAY NOT PLAN ON EVER GIVING YOU BENEFITS, BUT REMEMBER LAST WEEK WE ORDERED A PIZZA?"
ETA the other thing that happened in my review was that they were like YOU'RE PERFECT DON'T EVER CHANGE, AND IF YOU CHANGED ANYTHING, WE'D WANT IT TO BE MAKING YOURSELF MORE COMFORTABLE ASKING FOR HELP WHEN YOU'RE SWAMPED. So I will continue to not do anything ever.
ADDITIONALLY there has been some giant fuckup at Bill's restaurant in which they hired a third-party to handle their takeout/delivery system, and this ended in NOBODY EVER ORDERING TAKEOUT OR DELIVERY AGAIN, and I was sent a giant clusterfuck of a 30,000-name spreadsheet of every takeout/delivery customer they had in the POS database, and I was supposed to turn it into a mailing list for "SORRY, COME BACK!" postcards. I've been going through that spreadsheet, in addition to doing all my other shit, for over a week. YESTERDAY I ASKED PAULA IF THE POSTCARDS WERE IN FROM THE PRINTER YET BC I WAS CONCERNED I WAS HOLDING UP THE PROCESS AND SHE WAS LIKE "LOL YEAH NO WE'RE NOT DOING THAT." COOL JOB!!!!!!!!!!
2. Kate's getting MARRIED next summer and I went with her/her mom/her aunt/her sister in law/her fiance's friend Megan to go WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING, which was hilarious, because in terms of how much thought I put into clothes, the only thing that separates me from the average dude is the part where I consider how my boobs look in something. "That's much more of a winter dress." -EVERYONE, UNANIMOUSLY AND INEXPLICABLY. Something something necklines, something something sashes, something something ivory vs white? I DON'T KNOW.
What was VERY FUN was the part where Kate was getting herself into and out of dresses and Megan and Jenna started talking about how the girls in another group at the store were trying on the same dresses Kate had picked out for her bridesmaids, just in a different color, and then there was some conversation about how half the bridesmaids would be in pink and the other half in green, and hey, while we're here should we maybe just go ahead and try some on?
Now: I am not a bridesmaid. But people were very much talking to me like I was. And Kate wasn't around. And I am, outside of family, probably Kate's closest female friend. And our friend Eric is actually officiating at the ceremony - and he, Kate and I have been friends for the same period of time, but I'm definitely closer to her.
So it's not out of the question that I would be a bridesmaid. [Although, to be clear, I never expected to be one, and in this particular case I'd honestly rather not be one.] And people kept including me in these conversations about the dresses and what size heel Kate wanted bridesmaids wearing and this and that and the other thing, and Kate was occupied, and I'm sitting there like AM I A BRIDESMAID? KATE AND I WERE WASTED WHEN SHE GAVE ME MY SAVE THE DATE. DOES SHE THINK SHE ASKED ME ALREADY? DID SHE ASK ME AND I DON'T REMEMBER? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? AM I AN IDIOT FOR NOT KNOWING THIS? I MEAN, WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING IS A BRIDESMAID THING, RIGHT? At one point Kate's mom distributed these little gifts she had gotten for everyone who came, and they were wrapped in green or pink paper, and she was very deliberate about giving Megan a green-wrapped one because she was going to be a green bridesmaid (or, like groomsmaid, they're being unconventional), and then she handed me a pink one, and I'm like SO THESE ARE SUPPOSED TO MATCH OUR BRIDESMAID DRESSES? AM I A BRIDESMAID? DO I SERIOUSLY NOT GET TO WEAR GREEN?
Again: I am not a bridesmaid.
BUT AT THE VERY LEAST, HALF THAT GROUP THOUGHT I WAS (Kate's aunt, the saleswoman, and probably Megan), AND I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO PLAY IT. How much do you engage in those conversations without making it sound like you mistakenly think you're a bridesmaid, but also, on the off chance that you drunkenly agreed to be one, HOW MUCH IS ENOUGH SO THAT YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE?
Anyway it was all fine, I survived and then at lunch I was like SO KATE, WALK ME THROUGH THE ROSTER OF YOUR WEDDING PARTY, and lo, it was good.
3. LAST THURSDAY I MET UP WITH HONGKONGATON TO SEE PACIFIC RIM AND IT WAS GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREAT AND THEN WE GOT BERTUCCI'S AFTER AND IT WAS ALSO GREAT.
4. Yesterday's Morning Glories blew my mind. PROBABLY GONNA GO TO BOSTON COMIC CON THIS WEEKEND JUST TO WALK UP TO JOE EISMA AND BE LIKE "I HAVE A LOT OF QUESTIONS. NUMBER ONE, HOW DARE YOU? NUMBER TWO, CAN YOU TELL ME EVERYTHING?"
5. ANYWAY NOW I HAVE TO GO SUE SOMEONE FOR BILL OR SOMETHING. I'M NOT SURE WHAT FOR. GOOD TIMES.
0. Friday was my teacher's memorial service. I don't have much to say about it, only that it was devastating, and that I'm incredibly grateful that Robyn was there and willing to steer me around afterwards while I cried all over her.
1. I did a lot of work at work yesterday and then none of it ended up mattering so today I've just refreshed Tumblr and screamed a lot about Pacific Rim. It's been good for me.
UM, like two weeks ago I had my ANNUAL REVIEW, which I was expecting in like March, but whatever. Bridgette had hers a few days before mine and ended up FULLY VENTING TO DEBBIE about what a soul-crushing nightmare this place is and how she dreads coming in every day, WHICH IS LOLMAZING, and I went into mine fully prepared to back her up if necessary because even tough normally I will just silently hate everyone for years, I HAVE BRIDGETTE'S BACK ALWAYS. (Well, usually. There was this thing one time. We're not here to talk about that.) But what ended up happening was that Debbie and Paula were like "LOOK, BILL IS TERRIBLE AND WE ALL HAVE TO COPE WITH IT. CAN YOU COPE WITH IT? WE MAY NOT PLAN ON EVER GIVING YOU BENEFITS, BUT REMEMBER LAST WEEK WE ORDERED A PIZZA?"
ETA the other thing that happened in my review was that they were like YOU'RE PERFECT DON'T EVER CHANGE, AND IF YOU CHANGED ANYTHING, WE'D WANT IT TO BE MAKING YOURSELF MORE COMFORTABLE ASKING FOR HELP WHEN YOU'RE SWAMPED. So I will continue to not do anything ever.
ADDITIONALLY there has been some giant fuckup at Bill's restaurant in which they hired a third-party to handle their takeout/delivery system, and this ended in NOBODY EVER ORDERING TAKEOUT OR DELIVERY AGAIN, and I was sent a giant clusterfuck of a 30,000-name spreadsheet of every takeout/delivery customer they had in the POS database, and I was supposed to turn it into a mailing list for "SORRY, COME BACK!" postcards. I've been going through that spreadsheet, in addition to doing all my other shit, for over a week. YESTERDAY I ASKED PAULA IF THE POSTCARDS WERE IN FROM THE PRINTER YET BC I WAS CONCERNED I WAS HOLDING UP THE PROCESS AND SHE WAS LIKE "LOL YEAH NO WE'RE NOT DOING THAT." COOL JOB!!!!!!!!!!
2. Kate's getting MARRIED next summer and I went with her/her mom/her aunt/her sister in law/her fiance's friend Megan to go WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING, which was hilarious, because in terms of how much thought I put into clothes, the only thing that separates me from the average dude is the part where I consider how my boobs look in something. "That's much more of a winter dress." -EVERYONE, UNANIMOUSLY AND INEXPLICABLY. Something something necklines, something something sashes, something something ivory vs white? I DON'T KNOW.
What was VERY FUN was the part where Kate was getting herself into and out of dresses and Megan and Jenna started talking about how the girls in another group at the store were trying on the same dresses Kate had picked out for her bridesmaids, just in a different color, and then there was some conversation about how half the bridesmaids would be in pink and the other half in green, and hey, while we're here should we maybe just go ahead and try some on?
Now: I am not a bridesmaid. But people were very much talking to me like I was. And Kate wasn't around. And I am, outside of family, probably Kate's closest female friend. And our friend Eric is actually officiating at the ceremony - and he, Kate and I have been friends for the same period of time, but I'm definitely closer to her.
So it's not out of the question that I would be a bridesmaid. [Although, to be clear, I never expected to be one, and in this particular case I'd honestly rather not be one.] And people kept including me in these conversations about the dresses and what size heel Kate wanted bridesmaids wearing and this and that and the other thing, and Kate was occupied, and I'm sitting there like AM I A BRIDESMAID? KATE AND I WERE WASTED WHEN SHE GAVE ME MY SAVE THE DATE. DOES SHE THINK SHE ASKED ME ALREADY? DID SHE ASK ME AND I DON'T REMEMBER? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? AM I AN IDIOT FOR NOT KNOWING THIS? I MEAN, WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING IS A BRIDESMAID THING, RIGHT? At one point Kate's mom distributed these little gifts she had gotten for everyone who came, and they were wrapped in green or pink paper, and she was very deliberate about giving Megan a green-wrapped one because she was going to be a green bridesmaid (or, like groomsmaid, they're being unconventional), and then she handed me a pink one, and I'm like SO THESE ARE SUPPOSED TO MATCH OUR BRIDESMAID DRESSES? AM I A BRIDESMAID? DO I SERIOUSLY NOT GET TO WEAR GREEN?
Again: I am not a bridesmaid.
BUT AT THE VERY LEAST, HALF THAT GROUP THOUGHT I WAS (Kate's aunt, the saleswoman, and probably Megan), AND I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO PLAY IT. How much do you engage in those conversations without making it sound like you mistakenly think you're a bridesmaid, but also, on the off chance that you drunkenly agreed to be one, HOW MUCH IS ENOUGH SO THAT YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE?
Anyway it was all fine, I survived and then at lunch I was like SO KATE, WALK ME THROUGH THE ROSTER OF YOUR WEDDING PARTY, and lo, it was good.
3. LAST THURSDAY I MET UP WITH HONGKONGATON TO SEE PACIFIC RIM AND IT WAS GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREAT AND THEN WE GOT BERTUCCI'S AFTER AND IT WAS ALSO GREAT.
4. Yesterday's Morning Glories blew my mind. PROBABLY GONNA GO TO BOSTON COMIC CON THIS WEEKEND JUST TO WALK UP TO JOE EISMA AND BE LIKE "I HAVE A LOT OF QUESTIONS. NUMBER ONE, HOW DARE YOU? NUMBER TWO, CAN YOU TELL ME EVERYTHING?"
5. ANYWAY NOW I HAVE TO GO SUE SOMEONE FOR BILL OR SOMETHING. I'M NOT SURE WHAT FOR. GOOD TIMES.