Freakazoids, Robots, Please Report to the Dance Floor

This morning the better-half left the college town and headed home. Then things went to heck. I received an email with a time stamp of 8:40am telling me my Wednesday class has been canceled for the entire semester. WTF. I still haven’t been able to get anyone to answer me about what in the hell I’m supposed to do about that. There is a class held on Tuesdays that I’m obviously not in right now since I’m posting. I hope to get into it and will solve this problem before the week is out. At least there’s still the Thursday class. But, really, who cancels an entire class the day before it starts? Professor Douchebag, that’s who.

After that WTF moment, I talked to a co-worker about a problem we’re having with another co-worker. The problem co-worker can’t or won’t do her job in a timely manner. Her hold-up means the entire unit can’t get training content out the door. Everyone has talked to this co-worker about the problem with no resolution. The Boss has even chatted with her. I think it’s time for the stick instead of the carrot, but I’m the one with a clue stick on her desk. I may not be the best person to ask.

Oh, my mouse stopped left-clicking this afternoon. Yeah. That’s helpful. And, the third WTF of the day. A banner day, really. I went to an office supply store after work officially ended for me and now there’s a new mouse on my desk. The other has finally been picked up off the floor where it landed after I tossed it into the other room. I also bought some new pens. It’s back to school time for sure now.

After the trip to the office supply store, I decided to apply some decals from Blik. I wanted to put decals on the apartment walls, but the lease says no. I snagged the table from the MIL, put new hardware on it and slapped these robots on the top. I have a thing for robots.
Grainy cell camera photo 1:

Grainy cell camera photo 2:

By the way, a college town in the mountains means I have my windows open today and it’s not because I’m a cheap, old lady. It’s because the temperature is about 70. Actually, I am a cheap, old lady who is tired of spending money this week in this very nice college town even if it does have at least one douchebag professor.


It seems the problem of not having another class has been solved. Of course, the new class doesn’t meet until 7pm on Wednesday night so there’s still plenty of time for another SNAFU.

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2 Responses to Freakazoids, Robots, Please Report to the Dance Floor

  1. Maria says:

    Hope all went well in your class tonight. Is your second class on Thursday night? Have fun!!!!

  2. Frog says:

    It went well. It’s from 7-9:50.

    The next class is Thursday afternoon into the evening.

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