2004-08-09 - 9:48 a.m.

stunning.

i am absolutely stunned by the office behavior of some of the people here.

let it be said that i have actually told my assistant more times than not that she is not to come in late ever again. we just had her mid-year review, and i gotta tell you, it was not pretty. i would not have passed her if i were to judge her on these behaviors.

and yet--today, after a two-week vacation--late! again! how does she do it? i come from 50 miles away, at the whimsy of the metronorth train system, and i still manage to do it!

ahh!

heads will be rolling today. i shall wait until the day is over though; there is stuff that needs to be done for me.

still no word from the guideposts people. it is the job i want; that's for sure. but i am not feeling very good any more about the possibilities of getting this job. it's been nearly a monthy since i interviewed for it.

guess WHAT! this weekend we are going to maine. and alana is getting a bike! jim and i are both very very excited for her...can't wait to get her off and riding.

i've been thinking about a career in weight-loss management. maybe i should go see if weight watchers up in westchester needs anyone. maybe i'd be horrible at it. who knows?

hmmm.

did i mention how thrilled i am that we all finished the triathlon happy? kate is going to do another one! most exciting.

on friday karen and i took some clients kayaking and met some very cool guides. i like them a lot. but i would not want that lifestyle, i don't think. i have become hopelessly addicted to this income of mine.

of course, if i do get the guideposts job, and go back into editorial, i'd be looking at less than half of what i make now.

then again, i'm not sure i'd have a hard time adjusting. i have more stuff than i can shake a stick at these days. our home is far too small for that.

we looked at puppies, cats, and hermit crabs this weekend. the puppy-looking was most productive. we have narrowed it down to the dachshund again. although i did rather like the bull mastiff with the enormous feet and the "whatever--i'm sleeping" attitude.

the cat was a beautiful scottish something-or-another with little ears. it was "$450 off," according to the sign. what the hell kind of cat costs over $450? goodness.

the hermit crabs were funny. they had their shells painted to look like soccer balls, baseballs, smiley faces, all sorts of funny things...and jim was funny. he said, "they don't even know!" and it's true, they don't. they just crawl around, happily, until they outgrow their shells, and then they go in search of another one, sometimes throwing out another crab already living in the shell they want. they also go about decorating their shells...or is that the decorator crab? whatever, they stick on little pieces of kelp and whatnot, all in the name of camoflage. i wanted one. jim said, "we already have an unpettable pet. we don't need another one." i told him if we didn't get a pettable pet soon i'd just go on collecting unpettable ones until our apartment was a veritable menagerie of reptiles and animals of the pescodarian persuasion, and got only a sideways look, so i think i shall leave that one alone.

oi.

oh! when alana and i were walking to meet my clients at the ball game last wednesday, we saw an enormous plant sitting on the sidewalk. it had a piece of paper taped to it, which said, "please take me home."

you can pet a plant, can't you?

 

 

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