i could've walked and gotten there faster
it took me two hours to get to work yesterday morning, and i was over an hour late. this was probably mostly my fault - i took the bus and not the t. and there was waaaaay too much traffic. so this morning i figured i'd take my chances with the train, and... was an hour late. i watched FOUR TRAINS go by, each one packed too full to allow any more passengers, and finally managed to squeeze onto the fifth one. i remain super impressed that everyone on the train was well-behaved - no pushing, no shoving, no yelling (and sometimes there's yelling), no bitching, just a lot of no doubt very tired and very resigned people going on about their morning. myself and a woman standing near me both commented on that, how everyone was quiet and calm on the t, and then we'd get to work and want to kill everyone.
my day did not actually get appreciably better - the receptionist who was supposed to start early next month now isn't coming at all, on account of her husband got really sick and she's worked at her current job long enough to have a shit-ton of time off, so she can take it to look after him. which she couldn't do if she changed jobs now. so instead a woman who used to work here (and who quit to have kids) is coming back part-time, which apparently means three or four days a week. and that's in two weeks. i'm pretty sure i'll still be doing reception on the days she's not here. i am so fucking done with this i cannot tell you. we have an office in western mass and their phones were down, so we got all their calls routed to us because we can transfer them like inter-office calls so they'll go through, but evidently it's not just the one office where the phone line was screwed up, but a lot of the city. i got a bunch of calls from people who didn't misdial, but who were just trying to reach an office where the phones were down and somehow routed to us by mistake.
i know i've said this before, and i apologize for all the times i'm going to say it again, but i hate. answering. the. office. phone. i just want to sit in my corner and do my job and only answer the phone if someone's calling to talk to me.
on the plus side, i took a walk during my lunch break and got a chocolate-covered coconut cream heart, and so far elementary is pretty entertaining. no clyde, tho.
denmark's got a traveling sand dune. a sand dune that keeps encroaching on human-built civilization.
canadian trains ain't afraid of no snow. if any of the t trains in boston tried that, they'd flip over and everyone would die.
check out this video of dancers with the paris opera ballet - it's the oldest dance company in the world and i kind of wish i knew that when i was writing the parisbang last year.
today is world nutella day. i think you should bake something. :D (how about tiny cookie pies filled with nutella? then send me some.)
my day did not actually get appreciably better - the receptionist who was supposed to start early next month now isn't coming at all, on account of her husband got really sick and she's worked at her current job long enough to have a shit-ton of time off, so she can take it to look after him. which she couldn't do if she changed jobs now. so instead a woman who used to work here (and who quit to have kids) is coming back part-time, which apparently means three or four days a week. and that's in two weeks. i'm pretty sure i'll still be doing reception on the days she's not here. i am so fucking done with this i cannot tell you. we have an office in western mass and their phones were down, so we got all their calls routed to us because we can transfer them like inter-office calls so they'll go through, but evidently it's not just the one office where the phone line was screwed up, but a lot of the city. i got a bunch of calls from people who didn't misdial, but who were just trying to reach an office where the phones were down and somehow routed to us by mistake.
i know i've said this before, and i apologize for all the times i'm going to say it again, but i hate. answering. the. office. phone. i just want to sit in my corner and do my job and only answer the phone if someone's calling to talk to me.
on the plus side, i took a walk during my lunch break and got a chocolate-covered coconut cream heart, and so far elementary is pretty entertaining. no clyde, tho.
denmark's got a traveling sand dune. a sand dune that keeps encroaching on human-built civilization.
canadian trains ain't afraid of no snow. if any of the t trains in boston tried that, they'd flip over and everyone would die.
check out this video of dancers with the paris opera ballet - it's the oldest dance company in the world and i kind of wish i knew that when i was writing the parisbang last year.
today is world nutella day. i think you should bake something. :D (how about tiny cookie pies filled with nutella? then send me some.)