Bill Me Later

You know what you need? An authentic Indian name! (Hmm, not very politically correct there, but that's Canada for you.)

I live with:
Iris Hyperactive Clavicle
Renata French Buffalo
Gladiola Teetering Mayflower
Glynis Caterwauling Ram

And there's my saintly Aunt Lillian Musclebound Fruitbat. And my Uncle Mack Cantankerous Goat.

The boss may have really done something to her backside. The doctor is sending her to get MRI'd and she's out until Monday, floating along on muscle relaxants and pain medication.

Started the day with some non-fat yogurt and fruit, then did the 2.2 miles to work in (mostly) the higher gears. Here it is, a couple hours since I ate, and I'm starving. Got a can of fruit cocktail squirreled away down here so that'll help. They're having an office BBQ today so I'll be taking the long way home tonight.

I absolutely hate paying bills. Is there anyone who likes paying bills? Spent a bunch of time last night cooking the books, got annoyed, and jumped on the bike to work it out of my system. Didn't work. Had to take another ride before I was tired enough to sleep. [Edit: Someone from work saw me biking to Subway last night. "You're turning into a regular Jared."]

What's going on? Oh yeah. Office politics and personalities. I will as a rule steer clear of posting massive amounts of work stuff here because I don't like to read it myself. For the record, though, if I ever become a manager or supervisor again (not something I enjoy), my first and foremost rule would be:
"We're not hiring someone you're in love with, remotely related to, or your bestest buddy in the world. This is a place where you escape those things and we want you to concentrate on the task at hand. The baggage and gossip that goes along with that hiring is more trouble than it's worth."
The worst places I've worked are where relationships have gotten in the way of the tasks at hand. Sensible folks' brains and common sense are gone when they work with loved ones, and the damage done from actual and perceived issues related to this will destroy office and team morale faster than anything, even a death in the office. It simply ain't worth it.

Must find peaceful center of calmness now. Omm. Omm. Omm. Where's the Cherry Garcia?!

Oh yeah. Michael Arrowheaded Beltline. Ironic.