Susan Dennises
Mar. 23rd, 2013 09:37 amSusan Dennis is not an unusual name - it's not Mary Smith but it's not Tabitha Glockbreaks either. And, for some odd reason, a fair number of Susan Dennises worked at IBM when I did. I believe the high count was 5. Towards the end of my IBM time, I even worked for a woman named Susan Dennis.
Personnel just had no way to deal with that. I was forever getting secret shit like salary files for all of Susan Dennis' employees and for her. I used to swear that I didn't open the files.
This morning I got an email from a woman who says she is cleaning out old files and found a note from Susan Dennis from Endicott and was I that Susan Dennis? She says she was Doris Bowen who worked in Endicott in personnel after she worked in the cafeteria in Charlotte. Totally wrong Susan Dennis but.... I remember her from Charlotte!!
She was in charge of getting the lunch menus published every day on the bulletin boards around the plant. I was in charge of those bulletin boards!!! I remember few people but I totally remember her. She was great fun to work with. What a treat to get a misdirected note.
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I thought for sure that I'd be too sore to even move this morning - I really was last night. But this morning I am much better. I still didn't go to the swim class. I don't have to. I didn't want to. So I didn't. Plus my knee is scabby and I wanted to give it a head start before I subject it to an hour of water. I'll probably go on Monday.
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I woke up this morning to see that Zoe had been busy during the night. A potato that was on the stove was on the kitchen floor?? A potato??? And a few other things had been filed from where they were to the floor. But, really a potato?
I can here her now playing with her toys in the living room. Betty's in here begging for more breakfast.
All is good.
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I think I'm going to go out and run a couple of quick errands this morning then home. The baseball game is on TV this afternoon.
But, first, I need to give Betty her 'seconds' before she has a heart attack.
Personnel just had no way to deal with that. I was forever getting secret shit like salary files for all of Susan Dennis' employees and for her. I used to swear that I didn't open the files.
This morning I got an email from a woman who says she is cleaning out old files and found a note from Susan Dennis from Endicott and was I that Susan Dennis? She says she was Doris Bowen who worked in Endicott in personnel after she worked in the cafeteria in Charlotte. Totally wrong Susan Dennis but.... I remember her from Charlotte!!
She was in charge of getting the lunch menus published every day on the bulletin boards around the plant. I was in charge of those bulletin boards!!! I remember few people but I totally remember her. She was great fun to work with. What a treat to get a misdirected note.
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I thought for sure that I'd be too sore to even move this morning - I really was last night. But this morning I am much better. I still didn't go to the swim class. I don't have to. I didn't want to. So I didn't. Plus my knee is scabby and I wanted to give it a head start before I subject it to an hour of water. I'll probably go on Monday.
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I woke up this morning to see that Zoe had been busy during the night. A potato that was on the stove was on the kitchen floor?? A potato??? And a few other things had been filed from where they were to the floor. But, really a potato?
I can here her now playing with her toys in the living room. Betty's in here begging for more breakfast.
All is good.
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I think I'm going to go out and run a couple of quick errands this morning then home. The baseball game is on TV this afternoon.
But, first, I need to give Betty her 'seconds' before she has a heart attack.
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Date: 2013-03-23 05:12 pm (UTC)Caller: "Is this Barbara Rice?"
Me:(suspiciously, because I'm sure this is a sales call) "Yeessss....."
Caller: "This is Barbara Gordon calling from Williamsburg, Virginia."
(Pause)
Me: (somewhat more cheerfully, since this doesn't seem to be a sales call) "Yes?"
Caller: "I'm calling to find out if you're the Barbara Rice who owns a sculpture in the Colonial Williamsburg Museum. Is that you?"
Me: (dumbfounded)"No, that would be lovely if I was, but no, it's not me."
Caller: "Oh, sorry for the call, thank you."
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Date: 2013-03-23 07:04 pm (UTC)Zoe is just now starting to get brave enough to experiment with stuff around the house. This was not a small potato. She had to have worked at it.
It's been a while since I've had one young and energetic enough to play soccer. I'm guessing that in a month, the area under the furniture will be archaeological dig.
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