The Never-Ending Ramblings...

It's My LunchTime

Quick lunch break blurb. Been frantically working on a project Carl dropped in Darrell’s lap and mine yesterday. (That doesn’t sound right) It’s great to be so busy – last week with the grants – now this. Plus, with Steve on board, I’m getting my office painted. I was planning on doing this anyway, but I’m so motivated now. I told Ben, the maintenance guy, Steve will help strip and wax the floors. YAY!

I took out the club music, Audioslave is back in. Chris Cornell’s voice is singing “Show Me How To Live” Number seven is my fav.; (Shadow On The Sun) I usually hit repeat a few times whenever it plays.

Charlie, the website guy just called, interrupting my lunch. He says, “Am I calling at a bad time?” Like I’m gonna turn down tech help. “No.” I lie. I really don’t need to eat my Chili anyway. The worst part, he can’t seem to get why I’m having a problem. He’s successful opened the page under three different browsers. Not the kind of words I want to hear. My stomach no longer wants Chili. I move it to the far corner of my desk.

“Just what type of error message are you getting?.”

“A hard one.” I say, learning lots of tech lingo during the past year. Although, I don’t quite yet know what a ‘soft’ error message is. But I’m sure I could fake my way around it.

“Do you want me to send you a picture of it?” I offer, so now, during my lunch break, I took a picture of the screen, pasted it in an attachment and emailed him. He will get back with me.

In my defense, I said, “Sarah can’t open it either, at JDS “- – the other tennis facility I whine when I say this. Mostly because I’m frustrated and don’t want to come off mean or rude.