Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Notes from the Staff Meeting
Ug. I threw my back out Busting Blight this weekend. This job rocks, in that I get paid to do community service which I am now to busy having this job to do for free. But, I fucked up my back and I didn't even win the Michigan "Most Disgusting Thing Picked Up at a Community Clean-up Day". I was disqualified when the horrible smell emenating from the dead possum kept me from picking it up. The default winner was a social studies teacher who threw away a pair of dirty panties found on the side of the road.
We had a staff meeting on Tuesday (don't worry this relates back to the panties, I promise). All our staff meetings are done on conference call in a tiny room listening to the senior staff in Conneticut blather on about what is, I assume slightly more interesting than the average staff meeting nonsense. This week it was informing us that our corporate relationship with the Maoist rebels in Nepal was good enough that they promised to warn our groups of high school students to evacuate villages where they are about to get into firefights with the government at least 24 hours beforehand. *Yawn* Really. What do I care. I have youth to empower. Shit.
Anyway, we thought we were moderatly hot shit with the panties story. But the New York crew had their community clean-up the same weekend and one of their earnest teen do-gooders found a loaded gun. We're going to have to find a dead body next time to beat that. We should open an office in Baltimore. I've had more than one person from Baltimore tell me stories of finding multiple corpses just laying on the street.
We had a staff meeting on Tuesday (don't worry this relates back to the panties, I promise). All our staff meetings are done on conference call in a tiny room listening to the senior staff in Conneticut blather on about what is, I assume slightly more interesting than the average staff meeting nonsense. This week it was informing us that our corporate relationship with the Maoist rebels in Nepal was good enough that they promised to warn our groups of high school students to evacuate villages where they are about to get into firefights with the government at least 24 hours beforehand. *Yawn* Really. What do I care. I have youth to empower. Shit.
Anyway, we thought we were moderatly hot shit with the panties story. But the New York crew had their community clean-up the same weekend and one of their earnest teen do-gooders found a loaded gun. We're going to have to find a dead body next time to beat that. We should open an office in Baltimore. I've had more than one person from Baltimore tell me stories of finding multiple corpses just laying on the street.
# posted by leah @ 5:02 PM 
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This is a kinda belated comment with no relevance to this post (although if you can find a dirty-panty association, you win).. but I hope your new kitty gets you a present for Christmas. Mine is getting me coal and cat-scratch fever, he already told me.
My cat promises to continue improving his hunting skills. He hopes, by christmas to have progressed from lint to flies. Yesterday he came running down stairs with a pleased expression on his face and his newest prey in his mouth. He dropped it a my feet as if he was expecting praise. It was a hunk of wool he stole from my roomate's room.
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