Payday: still real

Does anyone else feel weird getting a paycheck during a global financial apocalypse?

Every time it comes in the mail I feel like I've found the last unicorn or something.

Gum

Sometimes I have a day where I end up convinced that I am stuck in the middle of an evil Rube Goldberg machine.


Well maybe it isn't evil as much as playful, but it always seems to be laughing at my expense.

New Bosses and the Teeny Cupcakes

It's been an entire season and one financial apocalypse since my last blog.  But forget everyone else, I have a new boss.  Which has made work dicey, since I also have my old boss.  One has an office the other is on the floor with me but has an -in-Chief in his title.  So now I don't know exactly who fits where, but I'm betting that the -in-Chief wins out.  Also I officially upgraded myself to freelance editorial assistant, which is kind of the same as saying I am no longer a garbage man but a Sanitation Contractor.  

The plus side of a new and scary boss, is new and scary assignments.  No longer do I troll the internet all day for dancing robots--NO!  I have been upgraded to acquirer of things.  So look out Random House I am coming for your press releases.

 In any case this totally beats putting up a hundred and one pie photos at Martha Stewart.  It has to be some kind of illegal punishment to make people look at pictures of dessert all day while stuck in an office where NO ONE EATS.   The one time we had a party, they brought in cupcakes that were maybe one cubic inch.  At least they had sprinkles.