September 28th, 2004
|04:31 pm - Practical mysticism and a casual day|
Lunch yesterday from Chang Jiang. I got busy and forgot to share my fortune with all 'yall. It was staring at me when I came to work this morning:
|Watch out for that truck!|
Learn Chinese: Grape - Pu-tao
I'm sorry, that's obviously not a real fortune. It actually said "You have the ability to sense and know a higher truth. Lucky Numbers 1, 2, 3, 34, 35, 36." I do wish that fortune cookies had more accurate and practical suggestions for me though. "Don't speed on Highway 30 next Monday." "Tell Jeremy to eat one." "Always... never forget to check your references." "Don't post to your livejournal at work." These would be helpful. "Higher truth." Pfft.
Uh, anyway, today has been relatively hectic. Got plenty done though. The United Way Committee had scheduled a
casual jeans day for tomorrow, and moment after the e-mail came out I was accosted by a manager who informed me that clients will be touring the building tomorrow. No casual day because we hafta look professional. Incidentally, I just typed the "word" "hafta" without thinking about it. That's pretty sad. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Client visit. No casual jeans day. Our jeans day was scheduled months before the client visit was, and while there's no question as to which one gets precedence, I'd really like to know in advance, since They obviously did. For those who care, here they are:
The original e-mail:
This one was actually the response I got when I asked one of the other committee members for ideas. I pretty much took her design and upped the font size. Not much work on my part.
The reminder e-mail:
The "sorry, somebody screwed up and didn't tell us" e-mail:
Anyway, I'm gonna finish up here at work, and then head out to Janesville to hang with Tom.
Current Mood: working
Current Music: Little Jimmy Scott -- Sycamore Trees
Hmm. The "Watch out for that truck" fortune seems to be in white text on me friends page, but turns out fine here. Odd. I like the "Cancelled" stamp you got there. How do you do it?
Ooh. Thanks for pointing that out. Should be fixed now.
As for the "Cancelled" stamp: at work I am not really allowed to download software, so I'm forced to use programs not generally associated with image editing. After some basic work was done in Paint Shop Pro (which I did download), each of these pictures was imported into Microsoft Excel where the dialogue balloons and text were added. The stamp was made by using the WordArt tool on the Drawing toolbar in Excel to make the word "Cancelled," and I drew a box around it. Then I moved them into position and rotated them. This can be done in any Microsoft Office, but I usually use Excel.
Savvy Office users might ask why I didn't simply go to Microsoft.com and download a clip-art version of the "Cancelled" stamp. We tried. Couldn't find one.
Uh, why didn't you go to www.microsquash.com and download the clip-art version? Oh, wait. nevermind.
The fortune is fixed. Yay. So how did
uncasual jeansless day turn out?
Congrats on your savvy. I was hoping that some of the people who were out on Tuesday would have worn jeans, but as far as I know there were no mistakes.
|Date:||September 30th, 2004 05:24 am (UTC)|| |
Jeans ain't casual if I can't wear sneakers too. If you were me you'd keep a full set of casual clothes in your locker for emergencies. You know, in case you spill hummus or something all over yourself and need to change and by gosh, those are the only clothes you have available.
Or maybe they should just put doors and roofs (rooves?) on all your cubicles so it wouldn't matter what anyone is wearing. Never mind. I should be packing right now anyay.
's okay. I should be in bed. Will be in a few minutes, when I've finished tonight's post. When do you leave?
|Date:||September 30th, 2004 06:38 am (UTC)|| |
Flight leaves Saturday morning at 8:20am. Why, you comin' over? To clean out my 'fridge, perchance? Well ha! I've beat you to it. I'm eating all the leftovers before they spoil. Why, just tonight I finished the magic shell chocolate ice cream topping. You never know when that stuff will turn. And when it turns, you'd better be ready or you'll never know what hit'cha.