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bento bento bento
Jul. 15th, 2008 02:34 pmAwesome day compared to yesterday, even if I woke up late.
So, I missed part of the morning's meeting, but it was apparently the boring part. Score! There was some ribbing from the minions, but it was all in good fun. I was there for the relevent parts.
And then Boss #1 said she wanted Japanese. I am not going to turn down Japanese, and besides, I forgot to pack a lunch. So several of us went to have Japanese (not including the Intern, as he's Grounded, essentially. he didn't get his stuff done, he doesn't get happy extended lunch time.). And since the Japanese place has awesome discount bento box lunches (seriously STUFFED with food; California rolls, fried dumpling things, teriyaki chicken, rice and also comes with miso soup and ginger dressing salad FOR FIVE DOLLARS), they paid for it. I feel healthier for it, as I've been having Coke and ramen for lunch a lot (because it's quick and I've been eating and working at the same time lately). Mmmm, chicken and seaweed and crab. I'm developing a higher tolerance to seafood through my love of the Japanese, maybe some day I'll be able to eat cooked fish without gagging (ironic thing about sushi is that i like it just fine).
Things have been worked out with the Intern. It seems he really didn't get that while he's not paid and that a lot of us APPEAR to be goofing around, we're still working. And that I am Actually In Charge of Him and it makes me annoyed that I have to babysit and hold his hand to go through things. Half the reason I got a raise and respect and the like is that I am a self starter. If I don't have a task in front of me, I do something parallel--learn more gaming theory, read through textbooks, and yes, sometimes goof off, but it's never like, completely useless goofing off? I dunno, it does sort of baffle me that someone won't at least ask for stuff to be doing. I highly suspect his "internship" is more a matter that his mom works in town and needs somewhere to drop him off. Whatever. I don't babysit. Kid's eighteen, should be able to figure out a FEW things.
At least The Word of Boss has cleared up the foodchain.
Going to be staring at more excel files today, may put it off in favor of outlining on the whiteboard. Sometimes I need to see my ideas visually, and I am right next to it.
In dorky news, I have officially developed the muscles to be able to walk around town in heels; not spike heels, because those are crazy. But my nicely re-enforced boot heels? Yes. I'm aware of how shallow that sounds, but I am trying not to wear sneakers all the time, even if they look awesome with suits for shear dorkishness.
And Project Runway starts tomorrow heeeell yes. Also my mom's birthday, where she will be surprised with a Wii, as she fully expected my dad to have gone to Home Depot to get her something. We're sneaky. She's got enough game-age to get her used to it, so that for Christmas we can get her a WiiFit and more games. In fact, this qualifies as gifts for a while. Makes my life a little easier. Now if only she wasn't so scared of a computer.
~Cendri
So, I missed part of the morning's meeting, but it was apparently the boring part. Score! There was some ribbing from the minions, but it was all in good fun. I was there for the relevent parts.
And then Boss #1 said she wanted Japanese. I am not going to turn down Japanese, and besides, I forgot to pack a lunch. So several of us went to have Japanese (not including the Intern, as he's Grounded, essentially. he didn't get his stuff done, he doesn't get happy extended lunch time.). And since the Japanese place has awesome discount bento box lunches (seriously STUFFED with food; California rolls, fried dumpling things, teriyaki chicken, rice and also comes with miso soup and ginger dressing salad FOR FIVE DOLLARS), they paid for it. I feel healthier for it, as I've been having Coke and ramen for lunch a lot (because it's quick and I've been eating and working at the same time lately). Mmmm, chicken and seaweed and crab. I'm developing a higher tolerance to seafood through my love of the Japanese, maybe some day I'll be able to eat cooked fish without gagging (ironic thing about sushi is that i like it just fine).
Things have been worked out with the Intern. It seems he really didn't get that while he's not paid and that a lot of us APPEAR to be goofing around, we're still working. And that I am Actually In Charge of Him and it makes me annoyed that I have to babysit and hold his hand to go through things. Half the reason I got a raise and respect and the like is that I am a self starter. If I don't have a task in front of me, I do something parallel--learn more gaming theory, read through textbooks, and yes, sometimes goof off, but it's never like, completely useless goofing off? I dunno, it does sort of baffle me that someone won't at least ask for stuff to be doing. I highly suspect his "internship" is more a matter that his mom works in town and needs somewhere to drop him off. Whatever. I don't babysit. Kid's eighteen, should be able to figure out a FEW things.
At least The Word of Boss has cleared up the foodchain.
Going to be staring at more excel files today, may put it off in favor of outlining on the whiteboard. Sometimes I need to see my ideas visually, and I am right next to it.
In dorky news, I have officially developed the muscles to be able to walk around town in heels; not spike heels, because those are crazy. But my nicely re-enforced boot heels? Yes. I'm aware of how shallow that sounds, but I am trying not to wear sneakers all the time, even if they look awesome with suits for shear dorkishness.
And Project Runway starts tomorrow heeeell yes. Also my mom's birthday, where she will be surprised with a Wii, as she fully expected my dad to have gone to Home Depot to get her something. We're sneaky. She's got enough game-age to get her used to it, so that for Christmas we can get her a WiiFit and more games. In fact, this qualifies as gifts for a while. Makes my life a little easier. Now if only she wasn't so scared of a computer.
~Cendri