Kitten has lost her mittens.
Some days are just ridiculous.
7:00a: Building 7.
8:30a: Building 11, high bay
9:00a: Building 11, conference room
10:30a: Building 11, hijack an office for another meeting.
11:30a - 12:30p <<< Free time. Frantically working on homework for afternoon.
12:45p: Front gate, rebadging.
1:00p: Building 23
1:30p: Next meeting
1:50p: Kick my deputy out to run a failure review board in another building. Keep this meeting going.
2:50p: End the 1:30p meeting twenty minutes late, pack up and take a third of the people from that meeting to ...
3:00p: Building 16W, throw management out of the conference room Y'all have your own offices with private conference areas. Go, go.
Somewhere along the way I lost one of my fingerless mittens. At least I have two more pairs and I got to send my boss an email entitled Kitten has lost her mittens with a picture of the remaining one for him to post in the building I think I lost it in. But, with this schedule, who can tell?
Also, during the 8:30a meeting someone walked in a plopped a six pack of bourbon flavored hard cider in my lap. With a day like that, I have faith my mitten will come back to me.
7:00a: Building 7.
8:30a: Building 11, high bay
9:00a: Building 11, conference room
10:30a: Building 11, hijack an office for another meeting.
11:30a - 12:30p <<< Free time. Frantically working on homework for afternoon.
12:45p: Front gate, rebadging.
1:00p: Building 23
1:30p: Next meeting
1:50p: Kick my deputy out to run a failure review board in another building. Keep this meeting going.
2:50p: End the 1:30p meeting twenty minutes late, pack up and take a third of the people from that meeting to ...
3:00p: Building 16W, throw management out of the conference room Y'all have your own offices with private conference areas. Go, go.
Somewhere along the way I lost one of my fingerless mittens. At least I have two more pairs and I got to send my boss an email entitled Kitten has lost her mittens with a picture of the remaining one for him to post in the building I think I lost it in. But, with this schedule, who can tell?
Also, during the 8:30a meeting someone walked in a plopped a six pack of bourbon flavored hard cider in my lap. With a day like that, I have faith my mitten will come back to me.