Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Back On Our Head


The post title is a variation on the punchline from an old joke about the denizens of Hell and the proprietor of that space.  One could just as easily apply it to the 'toon above or to YrHmblScrb hisownself, who took a personal day yesterday.  I DO like the benefits, such as they are, with this job.  The pay sucks but there are perks... like working from home, surprise gifts from Occasional Readers that arrive in the mail or are sometimes delivered in person (Thanks Bob, Gordon, Jenny, Lou, and others too numerous to name!), and the boss is a REALLY great guy.  Well, most of the time.  He gets a lil testy from time to time and I think that's because he's in need of "a woman's touch," to be sorta delicate about the whole thing.

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Yesterday sucked.  We stayed up too late, slept too late, and the weather was miserable.  The sky alternated in between a steel gray overcast and towering dark cumulus clouds that threatened serious rain but only spit on us from time to time.  Said rain wasn't enough to wet the streets but it was just enough to keep us indoors.  It was also quite warm, humid, and windy... which is never a good combination, no matter where you are.

Our mood last evening was such that we passed up Happy Hour altogether; no beer, no G&Ts, no single malt, and no cigar.  I often use the phrase "I do that because I CAN" but yesterday was a case of not doing it to see if I could.  I suppose I'm not an alcohol junkie yet because I'm feeling no ill effects from a (close to) 48 hour bout of abstinence.

Things are much better today in all respects.  Our skies are clear and blue, the wind has died down (sorta), and the humidity is at a manageable level.  There WILL be a Happy Hour today.

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Finally... from our Taiwanese friends, what The One REALLY meant to say...

 

"Take a vacation.  Go somewhere nice.  Like Spain.  Wait."  Heh.

7 comments:

  1. Pretty good. Especially the reference to Cleveland.

    It was also good to see that he actually recognizes how deep the deficit is -- "a jillion dollars" about sums it up. Unless it's infinity-jillion.

    Glad today's a better day!

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  2. It was actually a lot easier to listen to the animated Obama than to the real thing...

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  3. The worst is yet to come. We aren't feeling the effects of the eleventy jillion dollar hole through our currency's inflation rate just yet, but that is on the way.

    Oprah owes the nation an apology. Put her in stocks and let the nation's unemployed pelt her with rotten vegetables. After that, give a shot to the business owners who would be hiring those unemployed, if their upcoming obligations under ObamaCare weren't so way-out-there and unpredictable.

    We shuld drp the letter "O" frm the alphabet just t shw ur lack f gratitude tward thse tw individuals, if we ever wake up frm this nightmare. Or wuld that be racist?

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  4. I'm sure glad you have such an easy boss. My boss is similar except, every once in a while her conscience bothers her, and she starts worring about working harder.

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  5. Here's an idea your boss might go for -- one day a month you're off. We would all know that, Oh, it's the 18th, Buck is off today.

    You could hang up the Gone Fishin' sign and have a whole day off!!

    Maybe?

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  6. Moogie: Those Taiwanese are clever, aren't they?

    Staci: Would that the REAL Obama were more like the animated one.

    Oprah owes the nation an apology.

    Heh. We can begin with her, but EVERY asshat who voted for Obama owes up an apology. Every frickin' one.

    My boss is similar except, every once in a while her conscience bothers her...

    That sounds like class Type A behavior, Lou. Don't ask how I know.

    Here's an idea your boss might go for -- one day a month you're off.

    I'm off MANY more days than one in any given month and the boss knows that. He's suggested I seek help but I'm resisting. ;-)

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  7. "class" = "classic"

    We're not fully caffeinated yet.

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