Wednesday, March 23, 2005


My boss was walking by a few minutes ago and thanked me for the reports a ran for him yesterday. I said, 'Your welcome. And oh by the way...'

I told him I was writing a response to the supervisor's email (that I was grrrrrring about in the previous post). He gave me a look that said, 'Huh? What in the world would you possibly need to respond for?'

I explained that I was listing the steps she needs to follow and that she's 'responsible' for.

He said, 'Well, it would be good to explain to her yadda yadda yadda...' but is still looking at me like 'huh? What's your point?'

So I said something like, '... you know, since apparently its all my fault she's not doing her job right.'

'Ah' he says, getting the point. He told me to send him what I'd written, with all the proper procedures and stuff (i.e. highly subtle 'stick that in your cornhole' comments), and he'd send it out as if it came from him, so it had a little authoritative punch behind it.

Which means I won't have to worry about whether or not the email seems like an electronic raspberry.


And my day had started out so well. I caught the tale end of one of my favorite songs, Kyrie Eleison by Mr. Mister.

Kyrie Eleison, down the road that I must travel

It's one of those songs that always compels me to sing out loud, whether I'm in public or not...

Kyrie Eleison, through the darkness of the nii-ii-iight

... whether I'm in the confines of my car or in a restaurant with family or friends who are easily embarrassed (for them I do try and keep the singing down to a whisper).

Kyrie Eleison, where I'm going will you follow

So there I was, singing my heart on a highway in the lii-ii-iiight, and I'm thinking today was going to be an awesome day.

I shouldn't have opened my Outlook. I shouldn't have read any emails. It all went down hill after that. That'll teach me!

I feel better now. I found this hilarious craigslist post via jodiferious and that cheered me up considerably. As did the little email convo I had with my BBBF. Smiling is magically effective that way.

So now I'm a chipper cube dweller once again. Noodles!


  1. oh good, i'm glad things seem ok now. it's always comforting when a boss sees things your way. :)