Bought a bottle of Dawn Direct foam. It sure does rinse clean. I guess it cleans dishes well too.
My new bed comes Saturday. I need female volunteers to help break it in. IYKWIM. And I think you do, sicko.
I had a note on my door and a message on my answering machine about a tech needing to get access to my inside cable wires to determine where the signal leakage is coming from. Apparently this cable company operates on frequencies near the aviation band or some shit. So I called the company the gal answered the phone with "um, hey, yeah, this is $name, how may I help you?" I explain the note and phone message and she assures me it's SOP, and that they scheduled a drop by tomorrow. I ask if I need to be home for this drop by. She places me on hold. She comes back and tells me I do. Uh. Do you think determining if I was gonna be home before making an 'appointment' would have been have been a smart move? I tell her I work til 5. "Every day?" See this is why I fucking hate the cable companies. Yes of course every fucking day. Well how about Saturday? Sure, since my bed comes that day too, and I'll be around. So she makes the appointment for 'between 12:30 and 5". Fuckers. I hope they get here right as the bed is being delivered.
Work is a clusterfuck. A simple task has turned into hell. Sales is promising not only to make the deadline but to have it done 6 days early. My boss was livid when she saw that email. Me, I'm not so concerned. No talk of overtime, and my partner works a second job on Saturdays, so I don't see just me, coming in on a Saturday either. And when we ask the client to test something, all they see is "test." and they make nitpick comments about text size or color, when the major testing like data export and import just sits there. In fact we had to do that part too,, even though we were told for 4 weeks straight they were doing it. Then the developer on their end was 'having trouble getting a function to work." Translated, I didn't even start to write that function can you guys do it. Fuck. Oh well. I've done my shit and done it well.
I need to get my site launched this weekend.
Blah. My needs need taken care of. Laters.
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