An Arizona Cheesehead's Thoughts

I rarely work from home. My reasoning is that I love people and go nuts being by myself all day (unless I'm reading a book then I don't need ANYONE). Secondly, because I have too many meetings that I need to be physically present for (we don't do remote stuff beyond conference calling for the most part). But, truly, it's so that I don't off my cat out of pure frustration. Here's how a typical work attempt goes: I sit down at the table and open my laptop. Starbuck jumps on the table, steps on to the laptop and tries to head butt her way into getting me to pet her. I push her off on to the floor and try to resume work. She immediately jumps back up on the table, steps on the laptop and tries to head butt her way into getting me to pet her. I pick her up and drop her on to the floor. She immediately jumps back up on the table, steps on the laptop and tries to head butt her way into getting me to pet her. I pick her up and drop her more forcibly on th...

I hate technology. Which, knowing that I work in Information Technology, seems pretty crazy. But, I do. In my defense, it hated me first. Especially printers. Most specifically, the printer in our department. Smug, unhelpful bastard. It's not even become a noteworthy incident anymore because of how many times I send something to this printer, walk across the room to get my print then stare at nothing while hoping something is going to come out. The latest was yesterday: I sent a document, walked over and found that the printer was turned off.  I turned the printer back on but no print job came out. Walked back to my desk and saw a message saying the printer wasn't found. Made sense, it had been turned off after all.  Paused and resumed my print from my machine and walked back over. Still no print job.  Walked back to my desk, canceled the job completely and reprinted to the same printer While walking back over, I asked a colleague to try to pr...

I can't recall the last four days in a row off from work that I've had that didn't revolve around a trip, a family event or being sick as a dog. Maybe never. But, I did last weekend and it was glorious! The 4th of July is a work holiday and several departments were encouraging their people to take the 3rd off as well. We all knew it was going to be a slow day. I thought, "Why the heck not?" and marked myself down for vacation. My plan was simple. Reading and sleeping. I started with Friday night. After a couple of beers with Steven, I headed home and hit a book for a while. I then stayed up clearing shows off my DVR before heading to bed to read some more. Saturday was a wake up, read between doing laundry and watching some more TV. Sunday was great because there was no laundry. Just books, a nap and TV. Monday looked to be a lather, rinse, repeat activity but my friends, The O'Malley Babes, enticed me out with an opportunity to hang in thei...