September 27, 2009
September 16, 2009
Dumb and dumber
Tuesday was kind of a drag.
I took Monday off, and that threw me off...completely.
Consider the following chain of events:
I drive to my usual parking spot on top of the old Troy Laundry building. I pay for 10 hours of parking. As I walk away, I realize:
WAIT! It's 8:30. You have a meeting at 12:30. Why did you prepay for 10 hours??!?
Sigh.
I walk to the side entrance of the office, and get my bag stuck in the turnstile. Upon backing out, I can't reswipe my card, because it "expired" for this session. (Great security tactic - lock your employees out.) I hike around the block to the main turnstile, where the security guard lets me know she saw the whole thing on video and I should have just pushed the buzzer for help.
"Gee, I didn't want to be embarrassed," I mutter.
I then get to my desk, at last, fire up my computer, and find I forgot to put a couple of stories on the story plan, resulting in two hysterical e-mails and one Extremely Disapproving Look.
That happy hour across from The Times?
Looking pretty good about noon.
I took Monday off, and that threw me off...completely.
Consider the following chain of events:
I drive to my usual parking spot on top of the old Troy Laundry building. I pay for 10 hours of parking. As I walk away, I realize:
WAIT! It's 8:30. You have a meeting at 12:30. Why did you prepay for 10 hours??!?
Sigh.
I walk to the side entrance of the office, and get my bag stuck in the turnstile. Upon backing out, I can't reswipe my card, because it "expired" for this session. (Great security tactic - lock your employees out.) I hike around the block to the main turnstile, where the security guard lets me know she saw the whole thing on video and I should have just pushed the buzzer for help.
"Gee, I didn't want to be embarrassed," I mutter.
I then get to my desk, at last, fire up my computer, and find I forgot to put a couple of stories on the story plan, resulting in two hysterical e-mails and one Extremely Disapproving Look.
That happy hour across from The Times?
Looking pretty good about noon.
September 13, 2009
Spiders!
It's fall in the great Puget Sound Region, which means nice days and less-crunchy grass...and spiders. Lots of 'em. They were partying indoors, then they decided there might be more food and less of the vacuum cleaner outdoors. An industrious guy built a kind of small web on the kitchen window, and caught two big bugs right away. One was a lacewing, a beneficial bug that was probably going to eat the APHIDS ON MY ROSES, but oh well. This has made the spider smug; he quickly went to work on enlarging his web, and between yesterday morning and evening he created a ginormous circular web that covers half the window. He has yet to catch anything, though. I think even the dumbest bug could see that.
Meanwhile, the spider outside my office window is still at it, on week three. I questioned why he chose a third-floor window with no shelter from the wind or lights to attract bugs - he didn't answer - but I see he caught something a few days ago. How long do spiders live? How long will he be there? Will a bird get him? Will he die and then just fall off? Do I have to witness this?
Meanwhile, the spider outside my office window is still at it, on week three. I questioned why he chose a third-floor window with no shelter from the wind or lights to attract bugs - he didn't answer - but I see he caught something a few days ago. How long do spiders live? How long will he be there? Will a bird get him? Will he die and then just fall off? Do I have to witness this?
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