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Well, I swear that when I get back to school I'll need to procrastinate often enough to keep my LJ updated.
Long and short, Maine was lovely, I love the Zeidlers, I like living in Oxford.
My job, is cool. Except for the Admin. Asst. on a power trip. How do you tell a 50 yr old woman that you make more than that stapling and coalating is her job, not yours? She seriously gets so offended anytime you ask her to like, do something completely within the realm of her job. Getting letters mail-merged is seriously worth at least half an hour of bitching, and then several nasty reminders over the next couple of days about what terrible trouble you put her to. Whatever, 3 weeks left. And at the end of the day, I have an education and she can't even file. Seriously.
Long and short, Maine was lovely, I love the Zeidlers, I like living in Oxford.
My job, is cool. Except for the Admin. Asst. on a power trip. How do you tell a 50 yr old woman that you make more than that stapling and coalating is her job, not yours? She seriously gets so offended anytime you ask her to like, do something completely within the realm of her job. Getting letters mail-merged is seriously worth at least half an hour of bitching, and then several nasty reminders over the next couple of days about what terrible trouble you put her to. Whatever, 3 weeks left. And at the end of the day, I have an education and she can't even file. Seriously.