November 22nd, 2004

Angry Brain

Shoot Me Now

It looks like the contractor changed the access password to our SQL Server and didn't tell anyone. I'm going back to my happy place now.

(And does anyone really wonder why I have this unreasoning hatred of contractors?)
  • Current Mood
    apathetic, yet miffed
My Widdle Bwain

Maybe If You Wanted It Confidential, You Should Keep It Down

*listens to conversation Bitchy Boss Lady is having*

Me: (thinks) Wow, she's being really loud, considering that she's in her office and I think the door is closed.

Bitchy Boss Lady: "... Thank you for your time today. I hope you will keep this conversation confidential."

Me: (thinks) Wow, if she had wanted it confidential, maybe she shouldn't have been talking so loudly that the entire office couldn't avoid hearing it!
  • Current Mood
    sorry to be back
My Widdle Bwain

40 Minutes To Go...

I think I am going to survive today. Yay! I may not even deliver any bitchslaps. Impressive!

I want one of those guardian foxes from the Fushimi Inari shrine. I need something to sit at the entrance of my cube and glare balefully with a "you set one foot wrong and I'm eatin' your SOUL, sucker!" stare. I think the Black Death wouldn't appreciate it, though.