December 27th, 2002

My Widdle Bwain

Randomness

I got mail from Earthlink saying that they are going to stop forwarding mail from my old Netcom account, but that I could pay $22/month to keep the forwarding in place if I wanted to. Ha! Considering that about 95% of the spam I get on my Yahoo account is forwards from the Netcom address, well, let's just say that they can't stop forwarding that junk soon enough. Here is to a spam-free New Year! *raises glass*

Actually, it is with a small amount of nostalgia that I let that account go. I've been reachable at that Netcom account for nearly ten years now. It's hard to believe, but I first got that account back in '93, when Netcom was one of the few ISPs out there. Wow... it's kind of disconcerting to realize how much time has passed since then.

It also makes me realize how long I've known some of my friends. Again, wow.

On a completely unrelated note, one of the tracks on the Spirited Away soundtrack has a main melodic theme that is identical to one of the main themes from the Harry Potter movies. It's a little disconcerting to have these two stories mentally mix.

Only a half day at work today. It's still a half a day too much. But at least it looks like the boss who massively pissed me off yesterday is not going to bother showing her face today. (Not my new direct report -- he's still cool.) This is good in a way, since I don't have to deal with her, and I have time to put together a report demonstrating that perhaps next time she might want to get some facts under her belt before accusing her employees of slacking on the job. Unfortunately, she also owes me money. Humph.
  • Current Music
    Sen to Chihiro Soundtrack
Angry Brain

Please Make A Note

Dear Stupid Coworkers,

Please make a note:

Just because I sit next to where the spare paper is kept does not mean that I know where it all goes.

Just because I sit near the printer does not mean that I know how to fix it when it breaks.

Just because I sit near the fax machine does not mean that I know if you need to dial 9 to get out.

Just because I sit near the HR manager's office does not mean that I know where he is.

Just because there is a copying machine located right outside my cube does not mean that I know where to get the staples for it, or how to load the automatic stapler.

Just because all of the little office supply stuff happens to be right next to my cube does not mean I am your damn secretary!!

Regards,
The feral Sandpanther

(Please do not pet the feral kitty. Please do not taunt the feral kitty. Please do not ask the feral kitty things that you can figure out on your own if you were to try and use your feeble little brain. The feral Sandpanther thanks you for your cooperation, and promises not to gnaw any limbs off, as long as these simple rules are followed.)
  • Current Music
    The sounds of annoying Uber Boss arriving in the office