Jul 31 2008
Sheesh
Da Big Boss looks surprised to see me (evidently the first time he’s seen me out of the hundred times he’s seen me today) and sez, “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at your award thing?”
To which I respond, “No, because unless I’m incarcerated or hospitalized, you believe I should be working.”
He sez, “Hell, there’re probably lots of things you could do from jail or the hospital. Go ahead and take tomorrow off to go to your thing.”
Because I’m so magical, I can go back in time to arrange conference registration, cross-country travel, and hotel accommodations.
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Lord, deliver me from cluelessness.
I will be taking the day off, though, since it might be the only such opportunity I get for the rest of the decade.


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11/25
July 31st, 2008 at 3:48 pm
[facepalm] Does he realize just where it is…? Or is he under the impression that it’s just a mile or two up the street?
At least you can enjoy a long weekend. :)
Angie
July 31st, 2008 at 5:11 pm
He knows it’s on the other side of the country, but as he is one of those people who jets off at a moment’s notice and has pilots and concierges and the like tripping all over themselves to serve him, he is blissfully unaware that the world does not function that way for other people.
I often tell him he should run for office.
I’m going to take Angelic Daughter to get her shots so they’ll let her back into school, and then I’m going to spend the rest of the weekend re-reading as many of my old favorite romances as I can and writing testaments to their wonderfulness so as to stockpile material for Cooties.
August 2nd, 2008 at 2:10 pm
LMAO. That sounds so ridiculously familiar. I’m trying to keep a low profile at work about the writing thing (though your news was probably uncontainable, no doubt). Otherwise they would realize how much on the clock time is feeding into my addiction.
I would have asked for the company credit card to book a flight. “Since you’re so supportive . . .”
August 5th, 2008 at 12:11 am
Ah yes, idiots abound.