After four hours of Hemoglobin, Connective tissue, Bilirubin, Bile and Scabs I went to the office for my first ever Thursday afternoon 'on the job.'
The Head-est boss gave me a job to do and after completing it he scared me out of my wits by telling me that I had sent it to the wrong person (namely the Nancy mentioned in the title of this post.) I had not sent it to her though - I had sent it to the right people. He laughed at his joke and told me that he would adopt me as his new grand-daughter Lori Nancy.
I got proof today that scathing e-mails worded just right, with a sticky-sweet sucking up element get you the results that you desire. Thankfully, next week when I sit down to work on the Media Stuff Project I will actually have some of the information to pull out of the fashtunkenah orange binders.
Frizzie was a big helper today. The office was hectic and there were too many people in too small of a space and tensions were waaaaay high - then Frizzie sat down on the front desk with a pad of 'post-it-notes' and a pen and as people passed by the couldn't help but smile. Even the bosses found it amusing that he was working so hard - they were even happier to know that he was working for free.
After work Daddy, Grandpa and Eli picked me up. As a result I got to save the last punch on my inner-city cartisiyah, a punch on my BS-YM cartisiyah and I got home an hour earlier than I had expected to.
For tonight there are no plans planned and nothing much to do. Maybe I will watch a movie, maybe I will knit, maybe I will clean.
I need to contemplate my options - whilst I do I think I will ingest some french fries.
That's a good start.
Don't you agree?