Whewww.
Weekend was good, despite some rain. We went to Cape May, and got to watch God bring his A-game and put up lightning alongside the fireworks, which was cool. Everyone managed to pack into the Jaffinarium without too much difficulty, and we ate delishus fishus, and clean up wasn't too bad. All in all, a success.
Today...today started with my accidentally tripping some poor lady in the PATH station this morning, her wiping out on the platform, and my guilty ass sticking around for the cops to get my information. They told me I could go, so I went to work and promptly had a panic attack about getting sued. I swear, on a visceral level, fear of getting sued is the new fear of getting eaten by wolves. After being repeatedly told that barring a high level of craziness on the woman's part, there was no point in suing me, I calmed down. I will say, no, I will beg you all, DO NOT WEAR EFFING FLIPFLOPS WHILE COMMUTING ON PUBLIC TRANSPORT! A more dangerous shoe-like thing for walking quickly around a lot of other people I can't imagine. (I stepped on the back of her flipflop.)
But, on the good side, HR has decided that I am not, in fact, a communist, so I have the official offer! Next step, going in for scads of paperwork filling out, and telling Carelli I'm leaving. Bleah. Awesome job, yay! Leaving really pretty good job, boo.
reports to come. Azeroth, take me away!
Weekend was good, despite some rain. We went to Cape May, and got to watch God bring his A-game and put up lightning alongside the fireworks, which was cool. Everyone managed to pack into the Jaffinarium without too much difficulty, and we ate delishus fishus, and clean up wasn't too bad. All in all, a success.
Today...today started with my accidentally tripping some poor lady in the PATH station this morning, her wiping out on the platform, and my guilty ass sticking around for the cops to get my information. They told me I could go, so I went to work and promptly had a panic attack about getting sued. I swear, on a visceral level, fear of getting sued is the new fear of getting eaten by wolves. After being repeatedly told that barring a high level of craziness on the woman's part, there was no point in suing me, I calmed down. I will say, no, I will beg you all, DO NOT WEAR EFFING FLIPFLOPS WHILE COMMUTING ON PUBLIC TRANSPORT! A more dangerous shoe-like thing for walking quickly around a lot of other people I can't imagine. (I stepped on the back of her flipflop.)
But, on the good side, HR has decided that I am not, in fact, a communist, so I have the official offer! Next step, going in for scads of paperwork filling out, and telling Carelli I'm leaving. Bleah. Awesome job, yay! Leaving really pretty good job, boo.
reports to come. Azeroth, take me away!
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