Creamed
Second to last, but certainly not least.
Office today. Very late (2 hours). No big deal.
Highlights: watching "Outfoxed," the FoxNEWS expose' in the Senator's office. Also, after-hours, unconventional tour of the capitol with other staff. We got access to the room below the Crypt where the Catafalque (funeral table) is kept. It was originally built "hastily" for President Lincoln and has served as the table on which many others have lain in state.
It was too dark to get a picture with Frances Willard, who has a statue in the Capitol. I'll try again tomorrow.
When it came time to leave for Cosi, it was pouring again. A veritable torrent. I waited half an hour and decided to bite the bullet.
Arrived at Cosi drenched to the bone and clocked in almost an hour late. I did almost no work tonight.
At one point, I got in a big fight with Pete (and others). It got physical, but I think I won. I know I'm done complaining about this guy, but I think this deserves mentioning:
Pete told me to go outside and take down the umbrellas, but it was pouring and I didn't want to go, so I said no. He offered me 5 bucks. I still refused (I also made him get me a brownie and bossed his ass around today). Later, he asked again, and I agreed, but only if I could change back into my wet clothes. He said no, but I went anyway (I knew he was kidding). When I emerged from the backroom, having changed, I was attacked.
Water balloons were hurled at me from behind a cart. He and Rebecca pelted me with balloons, some of which did not break and I managed to fling back at them. I fled, again drenched.
Upstairs, I was ambushed again, and I managed to thoroughly soak Rebecca, though Pete remained untouched.
Thinking it was all over, I went about cleaning up (of my own accord) and I grabbed a can of whipped cream, just in case. Low and behold, Rebecca went after me with another can of whipped cream, filling (literally) my ponytail with the sticky white froth. I turned around and returned the favor with my own can and went right for Pete, nailing him in the face and hair with RediWhip just inside the front door to the restaurant, customers onlooking.
Again, I returned to cleaning up behind the counter and in the midst of doing so, Pete snuck up on me with one last water balloon (on reserve?) and his plan backfired horribly when it did not burst and I grabbed it and popped that sucker directly over his head. Unfortunately, water was sent in all directions (mostly down) and the computers, counters, telephone and a customer were heavily sprayed with filtered municiple water. The computers (and the customer) went on the fritz. All recovered eventually (thank God!).
(I would like to point out that this does not change my opinion of Pete at all. Just because a guy knows how to have fun, doesn't mean he's not a bad person/manager.)
Because the night was slow and I was soaked through, I was sent home (on good terms). After cleaning up (uninterrupted this time), I obliged and sat down to talk (write) with Bev for a while. I learned a good deal more sign.
Came home and washed out the whipped cream.
Office today. Very late (2 hours). No big deal.
Highlights: watching "Outfoxed," the FoxNEWS expose' in the Senator's office. Also, after-hours, unconventional tour of the capitol with other staff. We got access to the room below the Crypt where the Catafalque (funeral table) is kept. It was originally built "hastily" for President Lincoln and has served as the table on which many others have lain in state.
It was too dark to get a picture with Frances Willard, who has a statue in the Capitol. I'll try again tomorrow.
When it came time to leave for Cosi, it was pouring again. A veritable torrent. I waited half an hour and decided to bite the bullet.
Arrived at Cosi drenched to the bone and clocked in almost an hour late. I did almost no work tonight.
At one point, I got in a big fight with Pete (and others). It got physical, but I think I won. I know I'm done complaining about this guy, but I think this deserves mentioning:
Pete told me to go outside and take down the umbrellas, but it was pouring and I didn't want to go, so I said no. He offered me 5 bucks. I still refused (I also made him get me a brownie and bossed his ass around today). Later, he asked again, and I agreed, but only if I could change back into my wet clothes. He said no, but I went anyway (I knew he was kidding). When I emerged from the backroom, having changed, I was attacked.
Water balloons were hurled at me from behind a cart. He and Rebecca pelted me with balloons, some of which did not break and I managed to fling back at them. I fled, again drenched.
Upstairs, I was ambushed again, and I managed to thoroughly soak Rebecca, though Pete remained untouched.
Thinking it was all over, I went about cleaning up (of my own accord) and I grabbed a can of whipped cream, just in case. Low and behold, Rebecca went after me with another can of whipped cream, filling (literally) my ponytail with the sticky white froth. I turned around and returned the favor with my own can and went right for Pete, nailing him in the face and hair with RediWhip just inside the front door to the restaurant, customers onlooking.
Again, I returned to cleaning up behind the counter and in the midst of doing so, Pete snuck up on me with one last water balloon (on reserve?) and his plan backfired horribly when it did not burst and I grabbed it and popped that sucker directly over his head. Unfortunately, water was sent in all directions (mostly down) and the computers, counters, telephone and a customer were heavily sprayed with filtered municiple water. The computers (and the customer) went on the fritz. All recovered eventually (thank God!).
(I would like to point out that this does not change my opinion of Pete at all. Just because a guy knows how to have fun, doesn't mean he's not a bad person/manager.)
Because the night was slow and I was soaked through, I was sent home (on good terms). After cleaning up (uninterrupted this time), I obliged and sat down to talk (write) with Bev for a while. I learned a good deal more sign.
Came home and washed out the whipped cream.