Today, my friends, marks the twenty-third time the wobbling peregrination of our roughly spherical home around its lucky star has carried me with it. However, today I shall not consider that I am one year older, wiser, closer to death… nor shall I ruminate in these phosphorescent pages about the increasingly loud sound made by that time bomb euphemistically called the “biological clock”. No. Instead I shall tell you how much better I have it right now than I did last year.
In my old job, I was overworked, constantly stressed, unappreciated, and often criticized for things I could not control. In my new job, I am sometimes sure that everyone, scientist and lab assistant alike, thinks I am a radiant being come down from heaven to help them, blowing away piles of confusing paperwork with my fluffy wings. Old job: glare “I didn’t want this stapled.” (but never said, and the last three things…) New job: grin “Thank you SO much for getting this ready for me!” (making some copies) “The lady up on the hill was so glad they were stapled—I didn’t even think of it!” (umm, I pressed a button when I made the copies. But continue to praise, I’ll just bask here.) Everybody loves me. One lab got up a little birthday party, with cheesecake. One boss brought me flowers. A co-worker bought me verbena-scented hand lotion from France. I am a small and pampered god.
In short, my faintly glimpsed readers, life is good. Once again, the turning of the earth around the sun has brought good things to me, and once again, I am really indubitably grateful.
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To you, Odinsdottir...
Anyway, I wish you a happy day and a happy tomorrow, and so forth.
Happy birthday! :o)
Re: To you, Odinsdottir...
Thank you!
And I got a shiny important sounding word, too. Because of being born on the day of Odin, I take it :)
Happy birthday!
Here’s wishing you a very happy birthday full of monkeys wearing velcro pants. Carrying pie.
Re: To you, Odinsdottir...
Exactly. It’s what your last name would be if you were Icelandic and the daughter of Odin. :o)
Re: To you, Odinsdottir...
Well, I figured that out. I just wanted to know whether it was a Wednesday thing, or inspired by my awesome wisdom :p
Re: To you, Odinsdottir...
Oh. ;o)
good jobs
You know, you job sounds very, very similar to my work study job. I work there about 10 hours a week during the school year and full time over the breaks and I’ve been there since my freshman year, and they love me. For a birthday/going away present the chair of the department took up a collection with all of the facutly and staff and together they gave me over $200 to take with me for travelling in China. I don’t care if the most exciting part of the job is doing a rush copy job, I love it there because they love me.
Anyway, I hope you have a great birthday! Eat lots of cake!
Re: good jobs
No cake. Lissell made homemade ice cream while I stood by and gave orders though. It is in my freezer and promises to be NUMMY.
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I bask in the reflected glow of praise beamed at you—BRAVA!!!
Re: Happy birthday!
Hey! Did Felicity tell you about my dream?!
Birthday greetings from afar...
It’s so sad that I don’t get to be there for all the fun stuff that seems to go on over in that westerly direction over there. But I can send love from way over here in Baltimore and imagine all the fun I could be having. :)
Happy Birthday!
ANd I promise to practice my astral projection for next time. :)