Archive for August, 2007
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Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007I love how every time I’ve ever gone to a sales conference, especially lately with the new company, I always say that I’m not going to drink. And I’m going to bring my workout gear. And I’m just going to relax.
And then I’m always surprised when that never happens.
This week’s conference was the same. With [...]
Am Overpriced Babysitter
Tuesday, August 21st, 2007Oh, hai, internet. Oh how I’ve missed you so. I swear, these conferences make me feel so out of touch with the world. And that is just not good. Paris could end up in jail again. Lindsay could actually stay in rehab. The world doesn’t stop moving because I’m at a conference. But it should! [...]
Everybody’s Working For The Weekend
Sunday, August 19th, 2007I had a whole fucking post typed and it fucking disappeared. I’m quite pissed off about it. Can you tell?
I don’t even remember what I wrote. But I’m about to take this fucking laptop and shove it where the sun don’t shine, preferably to someone who works at the damn Marriott because I blame their [...]
Out of My Control
Thursday, August 16th, 2007On Saturday afternoon I had lunch with a friend of mine and we turned to the subject of my new job and what was going on with it and how I was liking it.
I went into the details of not being BFF with some of the people and it being very cliquey. And I told [...]
Well, They Have Locker Rooms
Wednesday, August 15th, 2007Sometimes I swear my life should be a TV show. If only to prove to people my utter stupidity. For all the land to see.
So remember how I’m going to the gym now? The gym that sucks and apparently doesn’t have locker rooms? Well, they do. As I figured the other day, they are upstairs. [...]