Entries tagged with work

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I'm on my THIRD cup of coffee,
Still can't face the day...

ETA: Are there parody versions of "Awake, Alive, Alert, Enthusiastic"? Because there should be.

ETA2: And if I think today is bad, let's try tomorrow, when I have to get out to catch a bus at 6:55AM.

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2025,
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More things I am restraining myself from posting to the Group Chat at work:

"Welcome back to the shitshow!"

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"Calamity Song" on infinite repeat.

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Accidentally tried to use spot remover as shaving cream this morning. Argh.

(It's not nearly as bad as it sounds: this kind of spot remover is basically glorified soap, and so's shaving cream. So no side effects as YET, aside from smelling like spot remover.)

The real problem of the week is that last Friday Trump put a freeze on all USAID programs.

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Trying to find ways to abbreviate "Policy Studies Associates" without using either "PSA" or anything that looks like "Polic.Studs.Ass."

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...No, I should limit myself to a max. of ONE confusing subculture reference in the group chat at work per day.

ETA: Just blew like fifteen minutes seeing if there was a Symbol in Word for Insular autem.
A: No, there is not. There ARE signs for every archaic Greek letter you've never heard of, and for that one thing in Cyrillic that looks like the Appalachian Trail sign, which (μεν) is cool (δε) makes it extra frustrating that I can't find the h-with-a-tail I was looking for.

Current Music: Reasons I Drink

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I need to get out of this fucking industry.

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Not sure whether I'm actually sick (with something that might be CoViD), or just sick of my job/depressed and drinking too much coffee to try to compensate.

ETA: All signs point to caffeine, etc.

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arrgghh!,
work

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"You're in Maya" on repeat.

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Mondays are even worse when they're on Tuesday.

COVID Levels (as of 23 May) : Back up marginally, to 390 Bobcat-Robots.

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Meantime, this evening I need to (somehow, and not nec. in this order):
- Go grocery shopping
- De-decorate and yeet the tree
- Do some Duo
- Do like another hour of work
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COVID Levels (as of 12/27): Approaching 2100 Bobcat-Robots,* i.e. somewhat HIGHER than last year. (FML)

* Again, that's my self-invented unit for "Copies of CoViD RNA per mL of wastewater in the Boston-area North System, as reported at https://www.mwra.com/biobot/biobotdata.htm." (The name was inspired by the Pirate-Ninja + "Trochee Fixation", with a side order of "Package contained bobcat.")

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Huh, it's the anniversary of my (official) hiring at my current job. Six years. WTF.

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Schedule:
- Work for like another hour and a half
- ADDED: Do Covid test
- Go to the grocery store (likely to be nuts)
- Come back & cook dinner (deliberately boring)
- Go to the wine store (likely to be nuts, but a friendly sort of nuts)*
- Hand-wash gloves
- Attempt to get some additional work done...

* ETA: Nope. Added 1.8 miles to the BTBS total.

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I will repeat the cry, coming up from the throats of myriads:

Could this meeting not have been an email?!?

FML, I'm going running.
(Okay, I guess I shouldn't bitch too much. Socially, the past month has been pretty great. Work, not so much, though.)

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work

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More frustrating than subrecipients who dispute everything in the subcontract and negotiate it for months on end is subrecipients who object to the terms of the the agreement AFTER they've signed the thing.

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editing,
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Ugghh. Copyediting the Clapper at home, copyediting the Subrecipient Monitoring Training powerpoint at work. I have eyestrain.

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fml,
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Things I am tempted to put as my out-of-office message:

The Office of Sponsored Programs* will be closed on Friday, July 15, in observance of National Research Administrators' Day.** So forget about getting anything done that day, 'cause we're all going to be at the beach.***

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(We're not ACTUALLY going to be closed, but at least half of us are going to be on vacation, so it's going to feel that way.)

Month of P: Day 1 of 31

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Meantime, today's distraction has been sketching chibi Trans-Neptunian Objects.

COVID Levels, per MWRA BioBot (N.Syst., approx.) : 1150+

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Y'know when you ask yourself "Why am I still in this job??" and you know that the answer is "Because I need to pay the rent/mortgage", but that answer just doesn't feel like it cuts it today?

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On an all-staff meeting. Restraining myself from posting on the chat:

- "If the groundhog emerges wearing a dalmatic, there will be six more weeks til Lent"
- "We're worldwide b!7ch, ac' like y'all don't know!"
- "Bulls---!"
- "Every time one of the presenters says 'great', DRINK."
- "...until a new Eo emerges from the sea."
- "...in sharp contrast to our process for choosing and moving into a new office."
- "STOP WITH THE PLATITUDES"

NOT restraining myself from posting: "Savor the SNOW while we still have it."
(I then ironically borderline gave myself snow blindness while out running.)