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March 15th, 2019

Friday Five - St. Patty's Day edition

1. Have you ever made corned beef and cabbage?
Yep, several times. Though obviously not going make corned beef this year. I may try to make a faux version with some seitan. Either way I'll do the cabbage and potatoes and carrots and will try to make it taste traditional

2. Will you be tipping back a decent pint of Guinness this weekend?
Nah, but it's been a hell of a week and I do have a beer I like in my fridge - it's a porter that is flavored like coffee.

3. Do you own an Irish wool sweater?
Oh good god no. I'd burst into flame. I get overheated so quickly

4. Have you ever ‘met’ the Tart with a cart (i.e. have you been to Dublin)?
No but I'd love to if I had the time and money.

5. Do you know what tractors, submarines and ejector seat all have in common?
Um...no and my brain isn't caffeinated enough to figure it out. I eagerly await hearing the punchline!

We shall see

This is interesting. After ignoring me for months, Bossman popped up to my office before I was set to leave yesterday to ask if I'm in today so we can meet about the massive laundry list of issues I keep emailing him. I'll believe that we're going to meet when we're actually meeting. I suspect I have Joe and/or Elaine to "thanks" for probably mentioning that I was pretty much giving up on being able to do my job properly because of his inattentiveness.

I suppose I should print some stuff out or something just in case.

Also, my mid back is annoying me since I dared try to sleep part of the night in bed. I put a lidocane patch on (and took Aleve) at midnight which helped a bit. I removed it before 7am and showered but do you think it's too soon to put a menthol patch on it at work?

Hopefully I've learned my lesson this time

Good grief! Again!

Coworker Elaine has gone to get Frutta Bowls on Wednesday and Thursday and raved about them. I've been mildly curious about whether to try them. She asked me yesterday if I wanted to go get one but I had already packed a lunch and wasn't going to waste food. But I told her that if she wanted to go on Friday, that I'd order with her. She agreed that we would get Frutta Bowls for lunch on Friday.

Not shockingly, she suddenly decided this morning that she had something better to do and hence - yet freaking again - is leaving me to go hunt down lunch. It's a pain in the ass to go drive anywhere in any reasonable timeframe and the places that are walkable are decent but the one I'd go to have an insane amount of stairs and between my knee and my back, that can't happen right now. So I'm taking the chance that they'll not screw up my order too badly and am having Panera Bread deliver. I tacked on a loaf of sliced sourdough bread since I'm out of bread at home.

But anyway, when the hell will I learn that Elaine cannot be relied upon for these things? I must beat it into my head NO MORE and continue to pack my lunches like I have been doing. No more yanked footballs - I've had enough.


This week is fucking cancelled.

It's 2pm and I still haven't heard from Bossman about meeting to discuss critical issues. If he thinks I'm up for meeting at 4pm or some such nonsense, forget it, bud. Just answer my fucking email laundry list of crap you've been ignoring for months.

Oh and lunch, that didn't go even close to plan. When it was 45 minutes after the 45 minute late estimate for delivery and the tracker - when they finally got it working - kept showing my food going further and further away from my location. So I called and cancelled to get a refund and scrounged in my drawers for snacks that were far less than satisfying and hopefully not expired. Fuck Panera Bread. I'm never ever getting food from there again.

Now coworker Elaine keeps dictating out loud every damned thing she's doing like I care or have nothing better to do with my workday than listen to her blather on about that and her personal life. Shut the fuck up, Elaine.

Yeah, I'm in a MOOD.