A Mixed Day

[bjarvis]

Good: Started my day with a 5% raise, a total surprise.

Bad: While checking e-mail just before dashing off to an all-day XML class, I got a surprise e-mail asking me to compose a policy for our Unix dept before end-of-business today.

Good: During lunch, I learned that the policy issue was addressed mid-morning by a manager.

Bad: I still missed lunch.

Neutral: The XML class was interesting but the stuff I wanted to know could have been summarized in one hour rather than six.

Bad: Left the building at 4 PM with the hope of beating the worst of rush hour only to find my car had a flat.

Good: At least I discovered the flat in the office parking lot under good weather rather than in the middle of nowhere during a blizzard.

Butch: I changed said tire in 20 minutes or so.

Unbutch: Cleaning up in the men's room required using that awful coconut-scented soap. I smell more like a fruit.

Not Good: The spare tire was a little soft, but tolerable.

Bad: The spare is the tiny donut type so my speed home would be severely limited.

Figures: I was now late enough that I would be driving in the peak of rush hour. I was only able to get about 20 mph for a few miles in the early portion. The overall drive took almost 2 hours.

I've just finished stuffing myself with chicken fingers and am now catching up with my regular work-related issues. Whee.

Comments

[trawnapanda.livejournal.com]

look at it this way: the rush-hour drive slow speed was congruent with your doughnut-tire capabilities. does that make this the best of all possible worlds?

(all right, all right, I'll knock off the dr pangloss imitation)

dyke friends of mine who now have a daughter and thus need filthy-paws-clean-up facilities more than they did as adults assure me that Walgreen's housebrand individually packaged wet-wipes are The Best, and they've (of necessity) done an extensive survey of Canajun and US brands. So, Heloise, Bonnie and Michelle hint that getting some to leave in your glove compartment will save you from a fate worse than fruity hands.

[paigemom.livejournal.com]

I go nowhere without baby wipes, a practice I will likely continue when Keely is in college.

[bjarvis.livejournal.com]

My mother still carries around a suitcase of a purse, despite not having to wipe a kid's nose in 30 years.

my goodness..

[ohwolfman.livejournal.com]

You ARE an exercise in Zen and balance, aren't you?

Re: my goodness..

[bjarvis.livejournal.com]

These days, more a counter-example... *sigh*

[dendren.livejournal.com]

mmmmmmm... coconut. so if I rub some pineapple on you will you taste like a pina colada when I lick you?

[bjarvis.livejournal.com]

Mmm... let's test that theory... :-)

[dendren.livejournal.com]

hmmmm... and I know *just* where I want to taste first

:)

[abqdan.livejournal.com]

Courses? What are they? I've had to learn XML from books, because the University has no money for external courses, and doesn't offer a separate XML course... I could learn it by signing up for a degree, but that seems like overkill :-)

Odd that I've now worked at a University for three years, and for the first time in my career, have gone three years without attending a single course courtesy of my employer! (I guess it's the same reason plumbers have leaky toilets at home).

I frequently find courses could be condensed into an hour from a day; the problem most-times is that pre-requisites are not enforced. When I was teaching software courses, I was forced to take students who had taken none of the previous three modules; my company just wanted the training revenue, and wanted to keep their customer's happy.

Still, at least now I have someone to send my XML questions to... :-)