Randomness

Over the next few weeks (months?), I'll be cleaning out my email inbox and putting the contents here for all of you to enjoy. And you are saying, "What? I don't want to see that. It's probably all spam!" Actually... I have a habit of emailing myself the link when I find something I like. So welcome to my storage closet.

I love my job

I know tomorrow is President's Day. Which means we should spend the day recognizing the service of previous and current US Presidents.

But it means something else to me, in addition to the President-recognition thing.

To all of my dear friends and family who have to work tomorrow, BOO-YAH!

Letters To Nobody...

Dear HVAC guy,

Could you please make the thermostat work in my office? I've been working here for over a year now, and I realize you are required to keep the temperature within a certain range to save on energy costs, but come on... I didn't plan on styling my outfits around the scarves I own.

Sincerely,
The Girl In The Corner



Dear Co-worker,

Usually we get along really well and I enjoy being around you, but there's this one little thing that has been getting on my nerves. A few weeks ago you walked around to each of our desks, proudly showing off your shiny new phone and its catchy new ringtones, and informed us that you assigned a special song for your husband. Now every time your phone blares "Let's Get Naughty Naughty" at 30 decibels, I know who's calling.

I'm wearing earplugs from now on,
The Girl Who Would Rather Not Know