Thursday, January 22, 2009

Pull on the plastic gloves and grab an ice cream scoop

It is time to dish. Or, more to the point to talk about dishing, namely at work. I have never quite mastered the fine art, the balancing act, of gossiping at work. Now before you shout out that gossip at work is a bad idea and is to be avoided, especially for those who do not have the skill, I agree with you. I would like nothing better then to be without it. When your boss and department run on it, however, it gets trickier. When you don't get involved, it seems that not only can you get a reputation for being aloof or stuck-up, but frequently the water-cooler chatter seems to be punctuated with real work information that is never mentioned in any other email or staff meeting. So there is the predicament. Is there some merit to getting professional development in the fine art of work socialization? If so, where do you start, where do you go for that kind of skill development? Tricky.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

One of THOSE days

So today is what I think we like to call "one of THOSE days". You know that day where nothing quite goes right and you lack anything resembling grace to to get through it without either throwing a fit or just hiding under the bed? Well it is one of those, and I have a question.

Is it better to try to bounce yourself out of it and trudge through your normal routine knowing that you are basically as unstable as old dynamite, or should you just turn off the phone, call in sick and hide?

I see virtues and merits to both approaches and I am not sure which is superior. Obviously if this is something that is chronic for you then you had better just get up and get going or face being jobless, friendless, etc. However, this kind of individual is not the sort of person I am talking about, I am trying to decide the best course of action for someone who is generally a healthy, functional adult that sometimes for one reason or another randomly gets into a colossal snit.

Jury is still out.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Monday Holidays

I am never quite sure what to think of or do with Monday holidays. Only a small percentage of people actually get them off, and the ones who don't spend the entire day at work doing as little as possible in a kind of universal mock protest that they are not a part of said percentage. While I would rather be home with a nice cup of tea or a well mixed Manhattan, really the random Mondays off tend to be at least kind of quiet, which we really don't usually get often enough.

I have slacked off a little in my quest to be a little less consumerist and have bought several things in the last, oh, week and a half. But I did it, and there is no changing it now, bills are paid, meals have been eaten, and feeling guilt would be silly. At least I can say that the things purchased are probably not likely to sit on a shelf somewhere gathering dust, and there is something to that.

I need to get back on a system of improvement though. Not spending related, but in improving myself and my surroundings. Getting the mildew out of the bathroom is high on the list - ewww. Further down but important are setting systems in place to track budgets. So far I have at least been collecting all receipts in a box, but at the end of January I will actually have to do something with them.

But unlike blogs that are filled with intentions that never go anywhere I plan on at least bleaching the tub tonight, I may not bleach it well, but at least it is a start.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Definition: Oh Shit

Oh Shit: A Definition

The sudden acceptance of impending calamity.

By Request...

So while talking one night my friends down right demanded that I write a book. Well too bad! Too much time, and I am not a terrific writter. I can do this though. I can give you a piece of my mind which, in all actual reality, is what I think you were likely looking for in the first place. Some Ground Rules:
1. My spelling sucks, deal with it: - Spell check only takes me so far and I am living proof that smart people sometimes misspell things, espcially while typing fast.
2. Sometimes it may be about you, sometimes not: - I am not mean spirited, but part of my charm is that I call things in life like I see them, though my own flawed eyes, and like everyone else, sometimes I am not right, and sometimes I am downright full of shit.
3. No fucking wining and it is not a PG blog: Deal with it.
4. I am going to leave my name and the names of others out of it. Otherwise I will be tempted to edit, and that spoils the fun and makes it all less honest.
5. I am going to need some imput. Brain food people. Feed me.