December 13, 2006
Fan, Meet Shit
God, I HATE not blogging every day! I'm really out of practice, so today's post will be sub-par and scatter-brained.
Here at Wenchie's Work, the shit has really hit the fan, which was on High at the time. It's also one of those oscillating fans on a tall stand, so the shit has coated everyone and everything.
The clever individuals in charge around here have put the second biggest asswipe in the company -- a man despised by everyone inside the company, as well as everyone we do business with -- in charge of "Business Development," i.e. "Having Close Contact with All Our Customers."
And next week, they're having me give lectures on "Proper Use of Company Time," "Professional Decorum" and "Business Attire."
I'm at the Reception Desk all day today, so I have sworn a solemn oath, written in chocolate smudges, to do absolutely nothing work-related today. If they're going to waste my skills on answering a phone and signing for packages, then I'm going to make it hurt!
So far, I have answered all those emails that have been sitting in my Yahoo! account, waiting for me to get to. A lot has happened since I last did that! My cousin's chemo is having excellent results; my friend had to put her beloved cat to sleep; and Billi asked me and Husband to be The Spare's godparents. I should probably do this more often.
So I wrote an email of encouragement and an email of empathy. The godparent thing, however, was not so easy to handle. And I know that sounds insensitive -- which is a huge shock coming from me -- but I didn't realize godparenting was so involved.
PW: Oh, I'm so touched and honored that you want me to be The Spare's godmother!
Billi: Great! [handing The Spare to me] He has a poopy diaper. I'm going up to take a shower!
PW: Dammit! Can't I just give him a saving bond and a "Baby's First Bible" or something?
Apparently, being a godparent means always wearing something washable and bringing a change of clothes when you visit. I think I'm going to crossstitch that on a pillow.
Comments
I guess it was another person whose cat died. However, I believe you did respond when we euthanized Goober, which was almost two months ago.
Good luck with the lectures, let me know if you need any anecdotes.
-Lori
Posted by: Lori at December 13, 2006 12:34 PM
Wow! Lecture on use of company time, professional decorum, and business attire? Cool beans. Tell 'em about blogging, who to talk about in emails, and direct them to Way Out West Barbie for business attire. Holy smokes! Since when is Babs supposed to be sultry? She's slutty Barbie with those hot pants and "tlckle-me" leather cuffs! Who styled her hair? Looks like Tyra 'Big-hair' Banks but white!
snip snip ... snippy bitch
ps my condolences Lori ... having to put down our cats is awful.
Posted by: Snippy Bitch at December 13, 2006 04:25 PM
You guys read way too much into this godparenting stuff. Billi needs to explain how diaper changing will help with Spare's spiritual upbringing...
Posted by: Marty at December 13, 2006 07:17 PM