Gods. When it's dead here, it's really dead here. The boss, V, is out with a nasty combo of a virus, sinus infection, and asthma. Ew. She was in briefly today to take care of those things only she can, and I chased her home pretty quickly.
I get to deal with the teams. I assign art requests. C says: "I can't do that, R does that!" "It's only removing one word." "But he can do it in two minutes! It'll take me like 20 minutes!" "Hasn't he cross-trained you in that yet?" "No. He says next week. (pouts)" "Sigh. Fine. M, assign her that thing of yours, OK?" "Why are you giving me--" "Yeeeeees?" (shuts up)
Sweartogod, when I become the lead...V is very Southern, i.e., very
polite right up until she stops
being polite. I'm only partly Southern that way, so I tend to get firm with them a mite quicker. They'll learn.
On a much happier note, I'll be going to TWO concerts the first week of March: They Might be Giants
and Dropkick Murphys
. Same venue, two days apart. As I told the World's Best Niece, we might be the only people besides the employees at both shows.Get your own valentinr