Sometimes I think it was silly to have made the 'Fucking Tuesday' tag. Except on Tuesdays.
So. Tuesday. I feel like I need to do one of those 'hourly comics' to really encompass the day that was today, but I'm tired and buzzed of margarita so you get text instead.
8:00 AM
Wake up. Panic momentarily that I've woken up too late to get jane_drew_ to the train station. Realize that this is the morning when she drives herself. Go back to sleep until time for class.
9:00 AM
Skid into work around 9:20. Make liberal use of lint roller to divest self of cat hair before going into staff meeting with Severely Allergic Former!Boss Lady.
Go to staff meeting. Main highlight = IT folks getting data to tailor a new VOIP for fundmantally technologically illterate library staff. Had moment of insanity when Former!Boss Lady was bull dogging the issue of cordless phones for the circ desk and suggested headsets with remote call pick-up button. Shit storm ensues and suddenly EVERYONE wants one of those thingies and can two be hooked up to the same phone? While the same phone is set up for two different phone numbers? Soft phones, call pick up groups, should voice mail alerts show up as a blinky light or email alert, reference line is forwarded to God and Everybody, and press 0 to harrass the office manager.
10:00 AM
Staff meeting grinds on until 10:30. IT ladies escape with their skin intact and don't quite throw salt after them as they flee the library. Retreat to my office. Get some work done.
11:00 AM
Work on signs for new sectional displays. Accidently google 'health issues' instead of 'healthcare issues'. Gag. Turn 'safe search' up from moderate to safe. Open email and copy funny pictures into it to forward to coworkers.
12:00 PM
Terrifying Director: *calm reasonable tone that most people use to when firing people* Can I see you?
Me: *sweats* Sure!
Terrifying Director: Walk with me.
Office Manager: *is following with clipboard that may well contain a list of my sins, imagined or otherwise*
Me: *does not say* Oh god, she's not only going to fire me for reasons unknown, she's going to kill me away from witnesses!
Terrifying Director: *drags me into the hallway to point at the conference going on downstairs* I want a welcome sign like THAT for our conference in April. Make me one of those!
Me: ... *eyes the 24 by 36 foamcore laminated poster* .... I can make the design and order one from Kinko's?
Terrifying Director: Yes! *proceeds to drag me and office manager through the rest of the conference that we weren't invited to, interrogates the poor convention host, and happily cribs ideas.*
Me: *sighs in releif as we head back to the library*
Terrifying Director: Oh! Let's go back downstairs for a moment!!
Office Manager: *makes 'Escape!' motions at me behind Terrifying Director's back*
Me: FLEEEEE!
1:00 PM
Work on rough drafts of poster until 1:30, when...
Terrifying Director: *calm reasonable tone that most people use to when firing people* Can I see you?
Me: *is less afeared this time.* Yes?
Terrifying Director: Can you make reservation signs for the vendor tables with everyone's logos on them?
Me: Sure, why not.
Terrifying Director: Excellent! *leaves*
Me: This is going to be a thing, isn't it.
Co-worker: OH yeah.
2:00 PM
Send around emails asking who's got the high-res logo images for all our sponsors and get feedback on poster. Finish serials. Illicitly read Dengeki Daisy raws online and make vague guesses as to what's going on.
Former!Boss Lady: ... why is the Terrifying Director pulling you aside every thirty minutes?
Me: She's remembered she has an Art Person.
Former!Boss Lady: ... I'm so sorry.
3:00 PM
FLEE for home around 3:30 and go home for homework and sketching. Pause at gas station on the way home as gas light comes on and realize that wallet is still on my dresser where it does me much good. Shrug and make note to get gas on the way home from train station.
4:00 PM
Hate math. Sketch more.
5:00 PM
Sketch. Decide that I suck at perspective.
6:00 PM
Feed cats around 6:20. Evade murder attempt by jane_drew_'s cat. Decide to take break with video game.
7:00 PM
Look up and realise that, OH CRAP, it's 7:45 and there is no dinner and the time to go pick up jane_drew_ from the train station is like NOW.
8:00 PM
Pull up at intersection across from trainstation just as the barriers go down and the train zooms through. Pull through once train has passed to release roommate only to realize that there is a squard car blocking the single lane spprach to the train station. Attempt to go the other way only to be blocked by bicyclists with bizarre canvas side-car attatchments. End up backing up the way I came to go back through the intersection and circle around the block to get to train station that way. Arrive to realize that squad car and bicyclists have vanished and roommate is waiting in the dark for a ride.
Retreive roommate and proceed homewards.
Truck: *jerks ominously and in the manner of a truck that is about to stall out of no gas*
Me: ... *tries to coast to the nearest Shell Station*
Truck: No effin' way. *dies*
Me: .... oh, I don't even care anymore. *grabs gas can and leaves roommate in a safe locked car to go retreive gas*
9:00 PM
jane_drew_: *makes Executive Decision and decrees that there will be mexican food* My treat. And I will take over driving if you want a margarita. Also, I'm buying you a tank of gas. So please stop trying to drive on fumes until payday, OKAY?!?!?!
Me: *worships at her feet*
AND THEN THERE WERE CARNITAS.
10:00 PM
HOME.
Chat with quoth_the_ravyn about her crazy-ass aunt.
Blog my day.
8:00 AM
Wake up. Panic momentarily that I've woken up too late to get jane_drew_ to the train station. Realize that this is the morning when she drives herself. Go back to sleep until time for class.
9:00 AM
Skid into work around 9:20. Make liberal use of lint roller to divest self of cat hair before going into staff meeting with Severely Allergic Former!Boss Lady.
Go to staff meeting. Main highlight = IT folks getting data to tailor a new VOIP for fundmantally technologically illterate library staff. Had moment of insanity when Former!Boss Lady was bull dogging the issue of cordless phones for the circ desk and suggested headsets with remote call pick-up button. Shit storm ensues and suddenly EVERYONE wants one of those thingies and can two be hooked up to the same phone? While the same phone is set up for two different phone numbers? Soft phones, call pick up groups, should voice mail alerts show up as a blinky light or email alert, reference line is forwarded to God and Everybody, and press 0 to harrass the office manager.
10:00 AM
Staff meeting grinds on until 10:30. IT ladies escape with their skin intact and don't quite throw salt after them as they flee the library. Retreat to my office. Get some work done.
11:00 AM
Work on signs for new sectional displays. Accidently google 'health issues' instead of 'healthcare issues'. Gag. Turn 'safe search' up from moderate to safe. Open email and copy funny pictures into it to forward to coworkers.
12:00 PM
Terrifying Director: *calm reasonable tone that most people use to when firing people* Can I see you?
Me: *sweats* Sure!
Terrifying Director: Walk with me.
Office Manager: *is following with clipboard that may well contain a list of my sins, imagined or otherwise*
Me: *does not say* Oh god, she's not only going to fire me for reasons unknown, she's going to kill me away from witnesses!
Terrifying Director: *drags me into the hallway to point at the conference going on downstairs* I want a welcome sign like THAT for our conference in April. Make me one of those!
Me: ... *eyes the 24 by 36 foamcore laminated poster* .... I can make the design and order one from Kinko's?
Terrifying Director: Yes! *proceeds to drag me and office manager through the rest of the conference that we weren't invited to, interrogates the poor convention host, and happily cribs ideas.*
Me: *sighs in releif as we head back to the library*
Terrifying Director: Oh! Let's go back downstairs for a moment!!
Office Manager: *makes 'Escape!' motions at me behind Terrifying Director's back*
Me: FLEEEEE!
1:00 PM
Work on rough drafts of poster until 1:30, when...
Terrifying Director: *calm reasonable tone that most people use to when firing people* Can I see you?
Me: *is less afeared this time.* Yes?
Terrifying Director: Can you make reservation signs for the vendor tables with everyone's logos on them?
Me: Sure, why not.
Terrifying Director: Excellent! *leaves*
Me: This is going to be a thing, isn't it.
Co-worker: OH yeah.
2:00 PM
Send around emails asking who's got the high-res logo images for all our sponsors and get feedback on poster. Finish serials. Illicitly read Dengeki Daisy raws online and make vague guesses as to what's going on.
Former!Boss Lady: ... why is the Terrifying Director pulling you aside every thirty minutes?
Me: She's remembered she has an Art Person.
Former!Boss Lady: ... I'm so sorry.
3:00 PM
FLEE for home around 3:30 and go home for homework and sketching. Pause at gas station on the way home as gas light comes on and realize that wallet is still on my dresser where it does me much good. Shrug and make note to get gas on the way home from train station.
4:00 PM
Hate math. Sketch more.
5:00 PM
Sketch. Decide that I suck at perspective.
6:00 PM
Feed cats around 6:20. Evade murder attempt by jane_drew_'s cat. Decide to take break with video game.
7:00 PM
Look up and realise that, OH CRAP, it's 7:45 and there is no dinner and the time to go pick up jane_drew_ from the train station is like NOW.
8:00 PM
Pull up at intersection across from trainstation just as the barriers go down and the train zooms through. Pull through once train has passed to release roommate only to realize that there is a squard car blocking the single lane spprach to the train station. Attempt to go the other way only to be blocked by bicyclists with bizarre canvas side-car attatchments. End up backing up the way I came to go back through the intersection and circle around the block to get to train station that way. Arrive to realize that squad car and bicyclists have vanished and roommate is waiting in the dark for a ride.
Retreive roommate and proceed homewards.
Truck: *jerks ominously and in the manner of a truck that is about to stall out of no gas*
Me: ... *tries to coast to the nearest Shell Station*
Truck: No effin' way. *dies*
Me: .... oh, I don't even care anymore. *grabs gas can and leaves roommate in a safe locked car to go retreive gas*
9:00 PM
jane_drew_: *makes Executive Decision and decrees that there will be mexican food* My treat. And I will take over driving if you want a margarita. Also, I'm buying you a tank of gas. So please stop trying to drive on fumes until payday, OKAY?!?!?!
Me: *worships at her feet*
AND THEN THERE WERE CARNITAS.
10:00 PM
HOME.
Chat with quoth_the_ravyn about her crazy-ass aunt.
Blog my day.