2003-05-16 - 7:22 a.m.

Why yes it is 7:22 in the a.m. and I am sitting here instead of sitting at Jennifer's desk at the office. Part of this is due to the fact that while I went to bed at 10:30, I'm still friggin' exhausted. The other part, well, let's just say that yesterday I took a spill in the bedroom and the wobbles haven't gone away and my ankle is the size of a baseball right now. Really, I think the swelling has gone down a bit...

The G found out yesterday that his new position in Marketing won't be effective until June 1st, according to HR. This makes him a little sad, and a little uncomfortable since he sits near a guy who got passed up to do the job the first time it was offered to The G and he has to keep explaining himself to Tom. Y'see, Tom was a military man and was a supervisor at some point during his enlisted career. He gets a bit...um.....shall we say tense? and he has a tendency to get impatient and short with people. This is why he is no longer allowed to "help" at the Help Desk (apparently he told some cardholder to shut up and listen to him). Well, Tom is jonesin' for something new to work on and has been hinting around to The G that "if he needs a hand, just say the word" but The G doesn't dare tell him that the reason The G has this job and not Tom is that he wasn't trusted to do it. ANYWAY, The G's cubicle was recently moved to the other side of the office in the attempt to escape from said person, yet Tom has all the time in the world to wander over from his desk and offer "suggestions". Poor guy is going to have to hide for the next two weeks!!

Had fun playing on %%diary-lorster%%'s board yesterday. Go check it out, and then sign up so we can throw some other names in the mix why doncha?

Here's hoping %%diary-oddly-enough%%'s Amigo is back in action so she can get the hell out of her home for a few hours. It frightens me that she's mentioning orange oil and ironing sheets....

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