where has the time gone....
so i realize it's been forever since i've updated. that sucks. but really, not that much has been going on. i work a lot. i hang out with people a lot. now i ride my bike a lot. and that's about it. i don't think i'm a very boring person, i just get into routines that make it seem that way.
my job is going well short of the fact that my team member thinks that i am not doing any work at all for our demo program. i find it highly amusing, since not a week ago, i found myself feeling that *he* was doing no work. so by that case, all the work should be getting done, no?.... i'm not quite sure how to fix our extreme lack of communication, but something needs to be done. an excuse he gave my boss for not telling me how he feels about something was "oh, well... if i say something, she'll get her feelings hurt and cry..." come on. seriously. when do i cry? i'm practically dead inside. cheesy movies and really good episodes of the x files make me tear up a tad, but when someone hurts my feelings or actually does something so beautiful and amazing that any normal person would be weeping at their feet, all i can offer is a blush and "thanks..."
cry??!?!??! i might make *him* cry when we have our discussion on wednesday. we're going off work premesis to have lunch. and by lunch i mean, figure out just why taking off every weekend, talking on his cell phone constantly, having poor sales, and an overall complete lack of motivation for what we're doing constitutes *me* slacking off and him doing everything.
not that i'm being defensive or anything..... =)
i really like my job and i want more money and more responsibility, just like him. so us working together will seriously get us to the point where we get both.
speaking of more money, i had a job interview at le crueset today. i don't know how it's spelled and i'm sure that's the first thing i'll be quizzed on during training if i get the position, but it's pronounced "lay crew-say" and it sells amazing cook ware. and if using brooke's grill pan on saturday for my grilled vegatable demo was any indication on how awesome that stuff is, then i would *love* a discount at that place. i don't know if it'll work out because i have to give earth fare 35 hours a week to keep insurance, and i don't know how ready i am to work 60 hour weeks again. one job is nice. it's just not very nice for my bank account.
man, i love that vonage commercial where the lobster is stuck in the revolving door. god, i'm such a sucker, but it makes me laugh every time.
so bonnaroo is eight days away. i can't believe it. we are almost too prepared. and i just booked our hotel room for asheville this morning. as a reward for being smelly and dirty and hot for four days, we get two nights in the lovely, posh mountaineer inn.
that's right. two whole nights. we are returning patrons, so the lady is giving us special treament. we get the *big* room. whatever that means. man, i really hope that old greek guy who works the desk at night still has some of that amazing home made wine.
my job is going well short of the fact that my team member thinks that i am not doing any work at all for our demo program. i find it highly amusing, since not a week ago, i found myself feeling that *he* was doing no work. so by that case, all the work should be getting done, no?.... i'm not quite sure how to fix our extreme lack of communication, but something needs to be done. an excuse he gave my boss for not telling me how he feels about something was "oh, well... if i say something, she'll get her feelings hurt and cry..." come on. seriously. when do i cry? i'm practically dead inside. cheesy movies and really good episodes of the x files make me tear up a tad, but when someone hurts my feelings or actually does something so beautiful and amazing that any normal person would be weeping at their feet, all i can offer is a blush and "thanks..."
cry??!?!??! i might make *him* cry when we have our discussion on wednesday. we're going off work premesis to have lunch. and by lunch i mean, figure out just why taking off every weekend, talking on his cell phone constantly, having poor sales, and an overall complete lack of motivation for what we're doing constitutes *me* slacking off and him doing everything.
not that i'm being defensive or anything..... =)
i really like my job and i want more money and more responsibility, just like him. so us working together will seriously get us to the point where we get both.
speaking of more money, i had a job interview at le crueset today. i don't know how it's spelled and i'm sure that's the first thing i'll be quizzed on during training if i get the position, but it's pronounced "lay crew-say" and it sells amazing cook ware. and if using brooke's grill pan on saturday for my grilled vegatable demo was any indication on how awesome that stuff is, then i would *love* a discount at that place. i don't know if it'll work out because i have to give earth fare 35 hours a week to keep insurance, and i don't know how ready i am to work 60 hour weeks again. one job is nice. it's just not very nice for my bank account.
man, i love that vonage commercial where the lobster is stuck in the revolving door. god, i'm such a sucker, but it makes me laugh every time.
so bonnaroo is eight days away. i can't believe it. we are almost too prepared. and i just booked our hotel room for asheville this morning. as a reward for being smelly and dirty and hot for four days, we get two nights in the lovely, posh mountaineer inn.
that's right. two whole nights. we are returning patrons, so the lady is giving us special treament. we get the *big* room. whatever that means. man, i really hope that old greek guy who works the desk at night still has some of that amazing home made wine.