Nose to the Grindstone (results in post-nasal drip)
Today was my first day of work: this after returning to get my ID picture taken a second time… the "red security background" I’d presumed to believe they add digitally turned out to be a red piece of fabric they hang on the wall behind you when your picture is taken. Anyway, at least this time they actually allowed me to take the ID with me; with the original one, they had claimed that they were required to mail it to the school principal (effectively inconveniencing as many people as possible).
So far at my job, I’ve learned three main things:
- I am terribly allergic to something in my office. Hopefully it will be better by tomorrow, since I replaced the filter in the air purifier (the old one was dirty…and inserted BACKWARDS) that someone left behind, and am bringing Lysol wipes to scour all surfaces.
- Most of the people I will be working with are pretty friendly, but
- they almost uniformly despise the woman who is technically our supervisor. She’s the same person who interviewed me last month, and a couple of employees seemed amused that she was nice to me ("oh, so was she charming?"). I have been warned. Let’s just hope she doesn’t turn into Dragon-Lady (Bride of GodzillaBoss?).
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In other news, remember this? The topic that just won’t die? Lisa told me she was saving up some good ones, but I have been trying to resist. Until now…when I feel compelled to introduce to you the world’s top noms de plume in a serialized shocker called, Son of Spam.
anemic lighthouse - Jack Mcgowan
incomprehensible protraction - Dannie Tuttle
naivete Friday - Jim Holmes
words: dog. car culture MV - AFP Buried
soda water - Christian Erickson
insignificance hereafter - Cecil Evans
Anyway, can you think of a better ending than that???
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Lastly, on my final day of freedom, I saw The Prestige. Did you?
