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It certainly was a nasty wind. Nearly blew me over in the parking lot several times. I play viola for my church's choir, and it's amazing how well a viola case can catch the wind. I almost flew to church.Damelon wrote:Auleliel, I'm in NE Illinois about 5 miles south of the Wis border. Wasn't a lot of snow, but it was it was a nasty wind.
Good for you! They'll be moving you into district management in no time! 
I am sooooo relieved -- no more tearful phone calls about that bloody project! I think she has one more final to take and then she's done for the semester.
Where my mom works, the cleaning staff sometimes took stuff from people's cubicles before they got lockable cabinets for the employees (they only got the cabinets because they needed a place to store confidential patient files, though). Do you have a drawer or cabinet you could lock your stuff up in in the future? It stinks that people are so darn untrustworthy, and it stinks that somebody stole your ear buds. I hope you somehow manage to get them back.Savor Dam wrote:That's not what has my dander up, though. When I moved into the new space, one of the personal effects I left on my desk the first evening, a nice set of retractable ear buds, was gone the next morning. I cannot believe that people in a professional organization like this would pinch something off a colleague's desk!
* It occurred to me that it may have been the cleaners, or the moving crew that was relocating some of my other co-workers...but I did not want to openly suggest such, lest it be viewed as class-prejudice. Whether it was a fellow technology geek or someone in a service/support role, they must have really wanted those ear buds. The repercussion to their karma will come in the fullness of time.Auleliel wrote:Where my mom works, the cleaning staff sometimes took stuff from people's cubicles before they got lockable cabinets for the employees
I do. It was the first night, and I had not taken possession of the cabinet keys yet...and I am not accustomed to having to lock up personal gear I use every day. Confidential papers, yes -- 15 years in government agencies made information security second-nature to me -- but I have never had to worry about my stuff!Auleliel wrote:Do you have a drawer or cabinet you could lock your stuff up in in the future?
Yay! I take it you are not pushing for the overseas assignment at this time? Things there looked a bit risky of late...Auleliel wrote:I'm feeling slightly more confident about my probability for employment in the near(ish) future.
Well... Actually, I may have a phone interview tonight with a representative from a school in Gyeongju, SK. Gyeongju is about as far away from NK as it is possible to get and still be in SK (it's closer to Japan than it is to Seoul). I've been monitoring the NK-SK situation, and I think that it's not going to flare up in the near future--at least not in the next year or so, and as it'd be a one year contract, I think I'll be ok.Savor Dam wrote:Yay! I take it you are not pushing for the overseas assignment at this time? Things there looked a bit risky of late...Auleliel wrote:I'm feeling slightly more confident about my probability for employment in the near(ish) future.
JazFusion wrote:Still have yet to find a job. We won't have any money to pay rent by the first. Now it's looking like we will be moving back in with the in-laws.
It's been a pretty soul-crushing holiday season at our place.
Sorry to hear that, Jaz. There isn't really anything I can do, but I would if I could. 
I suppose I should be glad that she called her *mother* and not some random guy....Near the mall, it's a place called iTalia.. I guess it'd be okay for a one-time meal with visiting friends or something, but there are way better choices around here for less money.Savor Dam wrote:As long as your lady had a good sandwich...
Care to say where this was so that those of us who occasionally get to Oly will know where to avoid?
Avatar wrote:But then, the answers provided by your imagination are not only sometimes best, but have the added advantage of being unable to be wrong.
