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I spent all day today being busy, and a lot of the being busy involved killing trees. The nature of what my office does is such that we go through a LOT of paper. Anyway, when I wasn't killing trees or drafting emails, I was being clever. Given a JPEG of a letter of reference that needs a label put on it before it gets printed, and given the absence of Photoshop at work, what do you do? You open MS Publisher, or MS Word, insert picture from file, insert text box on picture, type label and print letter. Repeat ad nauseam, because it takes a gazillion letters to get somebody promoted. At least it does for senior promotions, which is what I deal with.
I also discovered the cafeteria today, and had the oddest sandwich I think I've ever had. It was a pressed sandwich containing a breaded boneless pork chop, and cheese. Pork chops don't press very well; if you want them thinner, you have to pound them. It wasn't a bad sandwich, it was just odd. I bet it was yesterday's dinner special leftovers. That's generally the explanation for odd cafeteria food, like beef soup with meatloaf in it, or leftover chicken noodle soup mixed in with leftover cream of mushroom soup, both of which I've experienced.
In the cause of warming myself up again last night after I got home from the odyssey, I had on three layers of clothing until I went to bed, at which point I took off two of them. It took until 4:15 this morning for me to wake up because I was too hot. That, in a nutshell, is why I hate winter. I don't warm up for a very long time after I get cold. Do people hate summer because they don't cool off for a long time after they get hot? (It's not a rhetorical question. I don't know, because I don't hate summer.)
I also discovered the cafeteria today, and had the oddest sandwich I think I've ever had. It was a pressed sandwich containing a breaded boneless pork chop, and cheese. Pork chops don't press very well; if you want them thinner, you have to pound them. It wasn't a bad sandwich, it was just odd. I bet it was yesterday's dinner special leftovers. That's generally the explanation for odd cafeteria food, like beef soup with meatloaf in it, or leftover chicken noodle soup mixed in with leftover cream of mushroom soup, both of which I've experienced.
In the cause of warming myself up again last night after I got home from the odyssey, I had on three layers of clothing until I went to bed, at which point I took off two of them. It took until 4:15 this morning for me to wake up because I was too hot. That, in a nutshell, is why I hate winter. I don't warm up for a very long time after I get cold. Do people hate summer because they don't cool off for a long time after they get hot? (It's not a rhetorical question. I don't know, because I don't hate summer.)
