i'm just sippin' on chamomile
I clearly need some more "buddy" icons -- considering I'm making an effort towards having more fun, I'd like to have some icons to represent the idea that hey, I'm having fun.
For instance, today's escapade. It's brought to you by Pinnacle Vodka.
Me: [in Laurie's cubicle] ... So anyway ...
Brad: [from outside my cubicle] ... No, I'll see her on Sunday.
Me: Hey!
Brad: Hey, you are here! I've got your birthday present! Is your car open?
Me: Not after you told me that your car got broken into a couple of years ago. Hold on, I'll walk out with you.
Brad: You're going home?
Me: No, I've just been in meetings for six hours and I need some fresh air.
Brad: Let me go get my stuff.
Me: 'Kay. Hey, Hugh, I'm taking a break.
Hugh: Sounds like, after having six hours of meetings, what you need is a drink.
Me: When Ken's not in hearing, remind me to tell you what he bought me.
Nicole: [over walkie] Alaina, this is Nicole.
Me: Oh, shit. Hi Nicole, this is Alaina.
Nicole: I believe you are taking over for me for LOD. Where can I find you?
Me: CRAP. Uh, is there -- hold on. [Moves into a conference room] Can you call me at extension so-and-so?
Nicole: Sure, give me one moment.
[The phone rings.]
Me: Hey.
Nicole: You're in a conference room, that's not good.
Me: Nicole, I would love to take over LOD right now, but I've been in meetings for six hours. I know you have to go home -- can I get Hugh to take over for me for fifteen minutes while I scarf some yogurt?
Nicole: Of course!
Me: You're awesome. Thank you so much! [Hangs up] Hugh!!
Hugh: I thought you were going on break.
Me: Can you take over LOD for me while I ... uh, while I go scarf some yogurt? It'll take five minutes.
Hugh: Alaina. Take fifteen minutes, we don't want you to choke.
Me: It's yogurt. It's impossible to choke on yogurt.
Hugh: Yeah, but all those microbes? Yuck.
Me: Whatever.
[By this time, I have come up to Brad, who is waiting at the employee entrance.]
Brad: You've got men following you.
Me: Yeah, but it's no one I'd like.
[We walk outside]
Brad: I didn't see you on the sales floor, I thought I would -- we were busy.
Me: I was in six hours of meetings.
Brad: Christ.
Me: First there was the leader meeting, where we listened to someone from Card Services for an hour and a half.
Brad: Jesus, what did you do to deserve that?
Me: I don't know.
Brad: What did you even talk about?
Me: How much we suck, and what we can do to get our numbers back up.
Brad: Here's an idea -- give people money.
Me: We were actually thinking about that.
Brad: You mean giving the customer like, ten bucks upfront?
Me: No, like going back to giving an employee a buck for every account that gets approved.
Brad: Oh, spiffs.
Me: Spliffs?
Brad: That's not what I said.
Me: Oh. Oh, right. So, there was that, there was the personalized services department meeting, but at least they had pizza --
Brad: You did have lunch!
Me: Course I did! And then I just got out of a meeting with Lisa and Laurie about the cross-training. Oh, at some point, I need to remember to ask you which modules you've done.
Brad: Sure.
[We arrive at his Jeep.]
Brad: Here you go. It's probably piss warm...
Me: Well I'm not going to drink it now!
Brad: Happy birthday.
Me: This is great, I just finished off my last bottle of pear vodka.
Brad: You know, I didn't think I'd be a big fan of flavored vodka, but that does a good job. That and some orange juice, or pineapple juice ... good stuff.
Me: Awesome. Thanks, man! I gotta put this in my car ...
Brad: Peace.
Me: Have a good weekend!
[I start walking about two blocks to where I had to park this afternoon. After giving directions to someone, a Jeep pulls up alongside me.]
Brad: You want a ride?
Me: ... Sure!
[I jog across to the passenger seat, which is ... locked.]
Me: Hey!
Brad: Get in the back! I've got shit up here!
[I finally get into the back -- the door handle was hidden.]
Brad: I saw you walking and felt like an ass -- I was going this way.
Me: Don't feel bad, Jean's done worse.
Brad: You in your usual spot?
Me: No, when I came in for noon I had to park in the back forty. I'm off of the turn up there.
Brad: Okay. Wait, where?
Me: On your right, close to the field.
Brad: I don't see it.
Me: It's there, trust me.
Brad: Oh, gotcha. Man, you've got a walk.
Me: It's fine. Thanks for the lift!
[I go to open the door, but ... it's locked.]
Me: Hey! What the fuck! Let me out!
Brad: [laughing] Sorry ... I don't usually drive anyone but my nephews around ...
Me: You child-proofed me?!
Brad: Here -- [click]
Me: Thanks again! See you Sunday!
Brad: See ya!
And then I remembered that I never actually gave him anything for his birthday.
Crap.
For instance, today's escapade. It's brought to you by Pinnacle Vodka.
Me: [in Laurie's cubicle] ... So anyway ...
Brad: [from outside my cubicle] ... No, I'll see her on Sunday.
Me: Hey!
Brad: Hey, you are here! I've got your birthday present! Is your car open?
Me: Not after you told me that your car got broken into a couple of years ago. Hold on, I'll walk out with you.
Brad: You're going home?
Me: No, I've just been in meetings for six hours and I need some fresh air.
Brad: Let me go get my stuff.
Me: 'Kay. Hey, Hugh, I'm taking a break.
Hugh: Sounds like, after having six hours of meetings, what you need is a drink.
Me: When Ken's not in hearing, remind me to tell you what he bought me.
Nicole: [over walkie] Alaina, this is Nicole.
Me: Oh, shit. Hi Nicole, this is Alaina.
Nicole: I believe you are taking over for me for LOD. Where can I find you?
Me: CRAP. Uh, is there -- hold on. [Moves into a conference room] Can you call me at extension so-and-so?
Nicole: Sure, give me one moment.
[The phone rings.]
Me: Hey.
Nicole: You're in a conference room, that's not good.
Me: Nicole, I would love to take over LOD right now, but I've been in meetings for six hours. I know you have to go home -- can I get Hugh to take over for me for fifteen minutes while I scarf some yogurt?
Nicole: Of course!
Me: You're awesome. Thank you so much! [Hangs up] Hugh!!
Hugh: I thought you were going on break.
Me: Can you take over LOD for me while I ... uh, while I go scarf some yogurt? It'll take five minutes.
Hugh: Alaina. Take fifteen minutes, we don't want you to choke.
Me: It's yogurt. It's impossible to choke on yogurt.
Hugh: Yeah, but all those microbes? Yuck.
Me: Whatever.
[By this time, I have come up to Brad, who is waiting at the employee entrance.]
Brad: You've got men following you.
Me: Yeah, but it's no one I'd like.
[We walk outside]
Brad: I didn't see you on the sales floor, I thought I would -- we were busy.
Me: I was in six hours of meetings.
Brad: Christ.
Me: First there was the leader meeting, where we listened to someone from Card Services for an hour and a half.
Brad: Jesus, what did you do to deserve that?
Me: I don't know.
Brad: What did you even talk about?
Me: How much we suck, and what we can do to get our numbers back up.
Brad: Here's an idea -- give people money.
Me: We were actually thinking about that.
Brad: You mean giving the customer like, ten bucks upfront?
Me: No, like going back to giving an employee a buck for every account that gets approved.
Brad: Oh, spiffs.
Me: Spliffs?
Brad: That's not what I said.
Me: Oh. Oh, right. So, there was that, there was the personalized services department meeting, but at least they had pizza --
Brad: You did have lunch!
Me: Course I did! And then I just got out of a meeting with Lisa and Laurie about the cross-training. Oh, at some point, I need to remember to ask you which modules you've done.
Brad: Sure.
[We arrive at his Jeep.]
Brad: Here you go. It's probably piss warm...
Me: Well I'm not going to drink it now!
Brad: Happy birthday.
Me: This is great, I just finished off my last bottle of pear vodka.
Brad: You know, I didn't think I'd be a big fan of flavored vodka, but that does a good job. That and some orange juice, or pineapple juice ... good stuff.
Me: Awesome. Thanks, man! I gotta put this in my car ...
Brad: Peace.
Me: Have a good weekend!
[I start walking about two blocks to where I had to park this afternoon. After giving directions to someone, a Jeep pulls up alongside me.]
Brad: You want a ride?
Me: ... Sure!
[I jog across to the passenger seat, which is ... locked.]
Me: Hey!
Brad: Get in the back! I've got shit up here!
[I finally get into the back -- the door handle was hidden.]
Brad: I saw you walking and felt like an ass -- I was going this way.
Me: Don't feel bad, Jean's done worse.
Brad: You in your usual spot?
Me: No, when I came in for noon I had to park in the back forty. I'm off of the turn up there.
Brad: Okay. Wait, where?
Me: On your right, close to the field.
Brad: I don't see it.
Me: It's there, trust me.
Brad: Oh, gotcha. Man, you've got a walk.
Me: It's fine. Thanks for the lift!
[I go to open the door, but ... it's locked.]
Me: Hey! What the fuck! Let me out!
Brad: [laughing] Sorry ... I don't usually drive anyone but my nephews around ...
Me: You child-proofed me?!
Brad: Here -- [click]
Me: Thanks again! See you Sunday!
Brad: See ya!
And then I remembered that I never actually gave him anything for his birthday.
Crap.