What the hell?

smoke and mirrors

man, can you imagine how Joe Trippi feels today? Working and growing a group from nothing to well, something...only to have someone else named to finish? I'm not sure how I feel about Dean, but, was surprised the change in guard. It's like having a new pitcher step in. Hmph. Interesting.

so, i have to tell my brother why i keep calling scooter's girlfriend amber. (that's not her name.) most importantly, that's not what i've been calling her directly. actually, i have successfully avoided calling her anything when she picks up the phone. i stick with the safe "Hi!, how's it going?" and "so sorry to keep calling. i am pest" type of lines.

i have a mental block. you knew that. mental defect.whad'ya want buddy?

sorry:)

so last night was an unexpected boozing expedition at a farewell party for someone who has surprisingly been saying good things about moi to other folks. i dragged alison along as the token celebrity, which was a nice mixer amongst the crowd. (sidenote: why did i think - as i remember- that drinking whisky after beer was a good idea?? i NEED orange juice AND lots of carbonated beverages right now.)

it dawned me the other day that this blog was one way for me to catch the goils up in their world travels on my little piddly local adventures. speaking of which, i have been very impressed they managed to send any email so far. i laughed at the monkey story. stepping back - erin and livea are off 1/2 way around the world, as i put it, shopping. KIDDING. (but i did use that line last night;) so or my other loyal blog reader, trisha, they started in thailand, and will be gone 2+ weeks. craziness.

so the gig last night was for cindy's going away party. it was funny, b/c i was actually remembering more names than my boss did of folks in the business unit. (take that mr. california!).

poor alison was waiting and waiting - because of my boss. he has no concept of time. at 5.38, he needed 5 more minutes. and then at 6.20, he was "ready".

we left the office at 6.40.

i told alison to meet me at 6.25, as i was going to be there at 6. enough buffer time to shake a few hands, and sense the mood of the crowd. but no. instead she was sidelined on the side of the bar (on 46 b/w 8th and 9th at a place i've been to before but can't recall the name right now...). afte rmy boss bought us two rounds, other folks bought rounds. i kind of had assumed it was the generosity of financial services, men, etc. turns out, the senior honcho dude had an OPEN tab for the party.

nice. so if you work somewhere for seven years, that's not shabby. consider, if you will, what folks used to do to celebrate during our parents era. stody dinner parties are not for today's workers. cracks me up. aside from trisha's circle of friends, everyone drinks. we all seem to think it makes us funnier, but we all know, snicker, that's not the case.

...and i lost my train of thought. i should shower and get ready for work.

posted by irene @ 1/29/2004 06:02:00 AM