And... I'm off
Jan. 13th, 2006 09:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisI'm dressed up - well, jeans and my favorite Liz Claiborne sweater. I'm ready to hit the road to Redmond for my two meetings.
I had a frustrating phone call with my manager this morning. Learning to manage him effectively is going to be the great challenge of this job. I think it's doable but it's such a shame that every interaction has to be such a festuche! Oh well.
I'm a little worried about Mr. Seahawk. The morning of the day before every single game day, this guy drives up in his giant RV - giant boat in tow, flying an abundance of Seahawk's flags. A couple of years ago, I watched him spend a Saturday putting an impressive Seahawks skin on the RV. He parks in the same place every time and is generally in place before 7 on the day before.
Today is the day before a fairly important game. And he's not here. I'm worried. I hope he's ok.
I talked to Mom last night and she's doing better. She is still pretty limited in what she can do - between not having the energy and limited shoulder range - but she's working it. She's going to the dining room for every lunch and dinner. Her sitter walks her there and back. She said last night that she might get back to the computer today.
Seattle's rain has made national news. Please. Yeah, it's rained every day for a long time but it's Seattle forcryingoutloud. The rest of the world believes it rains every day here anyway.
And I do not understand why that guy's memoir has to be factual. It's his memory - his reality. I don't get what the BFD is.
Now I'm going to meet. Later, gaters.
I had a frustrating phone call with my manager this morning. Learning to manage him effectively is going to be the great challenge of this job. I think it's doable but it's such a shame that every interaction has to be such a festuche! Oh well.
I'm a little worried about Mr. Seahawk. The morning of the day before every single game day, this guy drives up in his giant RV - giant boat in tow, flying an abundance of Seahawk's flags. A couple of years ago, I watched him spend a Saturday putting an impressive Seahawks skin on the RV. He parks in the same place every time and is generally in place before 7 on the day before.
Today is the day before a fairly important game. And he's not here. I'm worried. I hope he's ok.
I talked to Mom last night and she's doing better. She is still pretty limited in what she can do - between not having the energy and limited shoulder range - but she's working it. She's going to the dining room for every lunch and dinner. Her sitter walks her there and back. She said last night that she might get back to the computer today.
Seattle's rain has made national news. Please. Yeah, it's rained every day for a long time but it's Seattle forcryingoutloud. The rest of the world believes it rains every day here anyway.
And I do not understand why that guy's memoir has to be factual. It's his memory - his reality. I don't get what the BFD is.
Now I'm going to meet. Later, gaters.
