The joker who turned up the gravity ought to cut it the hell out. One of my coworkers was walking down the sidewalk yesterday morning, tripped, landed wrong and dislocated, if not actually broke, a couple of fingers.
Somehow I seem to have a couple of personal days to use up before December, and I'm tempted to take one of them soon. I've got a week off in three weeks, but meanwhile I'm shorter-tempered than I should be about work-related stuff in particular and stuff in general. (Thou shalt not reschedule thy dentist appointment for the third time simply because thou art still not in the mood for the flossing lecture. Thou wilt get the flossing lecture regardless.)
I think maybe I ought to just make a list and then burn it, so I can get it all out of my system.
Somehow I seem to have a couple of personal days to use up before December, and I'm tempted to take one of them soon. I've got a week off in three weeks, but meanwhile I'm shorter-tempered than I should be about work-related stuff in particular and stuff in general. (Thou shalt not reschedule thy dentist appointment for the third time simply because thou art still not in the mood for the flossing lecture. Thou wilt get the flossing lecture regardless.)
I think maybe I ought to just make a list and then burn it, so I can get it all out of my system.