Good Friday morning to you all. I have a feeling that I am gearing up for a purely hellish month. The receptionist just left on vacation so I'm the only one in the office, there's a lot of grant stuff (official requests to the funding agency) to do, we're hiring an administrative assistant for the bossman and we have to squeeze her into the main office, the bossman is beginning his crazy travel schedule (Pocatello, San Jose, Mexico, Japan, Greece, and Cincinnati all between now and late September), not to mention the start of classes next month which means the flood of students coming back. And it looks like the office flow chart is being altered so that the new department coordinator will be my boss. That's not going to work in practice, but I know that the bossman did it that way so he wouldn't have to do the annual evaluations. Which could be a good thing unless the person to get the job is the person that he wants for the job. She's a bitch. Also, the bossman is being mean to the people in his lab. He told one of his doctoral students that she's not performing quickly enough and perhaps she should rethink getting her doctorate. He also upset one of his post-docs, although I don't know exactly what he said to her.
In other news, my cat survived her first vet visit yesterday. Sheesh, the vet was a non-stop talker, she just kept up a constant, semi-intelligible, stream. I caught about every third word. Remember Six from Blossom?
I am so happy it's the weekend tomorrow, even though I have to come into work. Before work, Michelle is coming over tomorrow morning (with one of her dogs) and we're going over to the farmer's market. But, what I'm really looking forward to is the happy hour tonight.
I was talking to a friend of mine the other day and she had surprised her granddaughter with tickets to Cats in Las Vegas. They didn't tell her that they were going so as they were walking down the street, her granddaughter saw a billboard and stopped in her tracks. She asked her grandmother if it were a film or a video or live. My friend answered that she didn't know, perhaps they should go find out. "It is on stage," said the seven year old, with wonder. Her grandmother picked the tickets out of her purse and asked her to read them, "What date is on the tickets?...What is today's date?" The girl's eyes got really big and she said, "This is the biggest surprise I've had in my whole life. I'm surprised I haven't dropped dead!" Now how cute is that!?
Michelle just brought me donuts and chocolate milk. She said we needed a morale booster. Woo-hoo! Go Michelle!
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