Oh yes, that is a divine machine. Wish I had one!
But the tiny little grinder is a good compromise.
Nope, not spoiled at all... just classy! :D
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Oh yes, that is a divine machine. Wish I had one!
But the tiny little grinder is a good compromise.
Nope, not spoiled at all... just classy! :D
Thanks for the support! Folgers was my coffee of choice for years until I discovered the Texas Pecan flavor. I still like Folgers though.:)Quote:
Originally Posted by Altenweg
Thanks for the compliment and I may just pick up the grinder until I can (maybe) get my dream coffee maker!Quote:
Originally Posted by HistorianChick
Lol.. you're welcome. I just know that I can't live without mine... its not an option for me! :)
I'm one of these people that order gourmet beans from Vermont and only drink said gourmet beans. Folgers is banned from my house. Funny though, a guy I used to date tried to "substitute" Folgers hazelnut for my Green Mountain Hazelnut one morning... Lets just say it didn't turn out in his favor... :D
(Ya hear that Sneezy? Don't try and substitute my coffee! The chocolate chip pancakes are divine and may send me into a state of mental bliss, but don't try and pull the wool over my eyes... I'm a gourmet girl all the way! ;) )
Once you've tried the finer coffees of life, nothing else will do! You should never have to compromise your right to the best coffee!:DQuote:
Originally Posted by HistorianChick
All right, all... I'm seriously ready to throw some major paperclips.
Anyone know where I can find colossal, king-size paperclips?
RAH!!
Coffee isn't even helping.
Where's my Sneezy, I need some of those Jessica Rabbit kisses...
Grrr...
Like they said in The Godfather, "In Sicily, women are more dangerous than shotguns." Rah...
Ooooh... I can give back the paperclips you gave me this week!
Management is getting involved, and things are going to change, and right fast.
YAY! Woo-hoo! Booo-yah!! Way to go, Synn!
Can you come fix my problems??
Or can I just vaporize her?? :D
YOu guys are mean!! BUT I LIKE IT! :)
I am only on my second cup...
Had a water disaster and I am hoping my Christams deco's aren't ruined in the whole deal!
Just vaporize her.
Or become a witch, like me. I had fun with castings last night :)
LOL! Wow... I had better stay on your good side, huh? :D
I'm on my fifth cup o' coffee and first can of coke. It's that bad...
HChicky, you aren't drinking them at the same time are you?:)
Why not? I already have the twitches, why not compound them?? :D
I'm ill. Very ill. Wow...
I'm ready to pinch someone's head off... and sadly, that someone is one of our executive directors... grrr... ever since I broke up with her son (long time ago) she's had it in for me. I guess that goes to show you - never date the President's grandson...
Grrr...
I'm a white witch... I wasn't TOO mean.
I just set up a reflective spell.
So... the malice and backstabbing directed at me at work is now going to be reflected back at not only the person directing it at me, but at the person instigating it to begin with.
You can call it... giving Karma a shove.
Ooohhh... you're Willow! (Sorry... I'm a Buffy fan... )
"Giving Karma a shove"... I like that.
The funny thing with my "instigator"... it happens every other stinkin' month with her. I am the editor-in-chief of the bi-monthly magazine that is published by my company. Every issue has a World Watch portion and this woman is the one that submits the articles. EVERY ISSUE. I have to remind her EVERY month to submit her article. You'd think that she'd actually USE her day planner and schedule each month when she should begin the drafts of her submissions... but NO... I end up requesting the article by a certain date, waiting for the article, submitting the proposal to the President WITHOUT her article (because its never in on time), and I end up looking like I dropped the ball because her article isn't present. Did I mention that she's the daughter of the President? So, its always "Mommy, she's the problem..." RAH!!
Breathe, HC, breathe... drink the coffee/coke and just breathe...
Hello all. I have about 30 minutes before I have to run out again.
Hello HChicky my darlin. I'm here. Thinking of you all day. ;)
You dated the boss's son?! Oof. Bad form. My boss tried to set me up with one of her cousins... wasn't even going to attempt it. Either way, it ends, and no matter who ended it how, it'll always look bad from the boss's point of view.
I may take up on your offer of moving to Nashville. I can't find an apartment here in atl for less than a grand a month... add utilities and you got yourself $1300 a month. Hmm...
Welcome to the newcomer. I've never tried the cuisinart machine... I have my keurig :D
Make up her stuff one month. Write it in her style, and email it to her letting her know that you'll use THAT article if hers isn't in on time.
And make the article about stuff like... toilet use in 3rd world countries.
You have a keurig... Sneezy, my sweet... MOVE TO NASHVILLE!
Well, see, he is the President's grandson... he wasn't working here at the time... But yes... alas... I did. And rue the day!
I've tried that (writing my own piece in her style, that is. Its quite easy - she has horrid grammar!)... Sadly, it ends up being more of a headache... a temporary fix for a leaky dam... always comes crashing down around me.Quote:
Originally Posted by Synnen
But, I've vented and had my coffee so I'm good. :)
Well, since we're venting about stupid coworkers...
Sometime 2 years ago, I had worked on this project that took me about 6 months of prep time to run. I had one run at this project and if I failed, I would lose that 6 months of prep time. Things were going well except one day, I had a doc's appointment that I couldn't miss, so I asked my grad student worker to help me the next day. She's part of the project... so why not?
Her task was simple: take my tissue samples... put them in the freezer at 10am. That's it. Task was simple, yet crucial. If the tissue samples were not in the freezer by 10am... they would die... my project would be over.
She was given the task, asked if she could do it, then confirmed.
Next day, I woke up, texted AND e-mailed her reminding her to do so. She replied that she wouldn't forget... and told me not to worry.
I walk into the lab at 2pm... and where're my samples? Still sitting on the rotator.
I walk into her office. I look for her... she is nowhere to be found. I call her, no answer. I ask around... and the response I got was "She's not in yet..."
She saunters in around 330pm... with me looking at her like a deranged wolf... and then a light bulb goes in her head and she immediately starts apologizing:
Grad student on the verge of death: Oh my god, sneezy.. I'm so sorry! I completely forgot! Oh my god. I'm SOOO sorry!!
Me:... gsotvod, where were you?
Gsotvod: I had a hair appointment and next door they had a special for manicures...
Then she looks at me... deranged as usual...
And I pop. Completely. I lose it. I think the words "useless, worthless, incompetent" along with "how did you get into grad school" were mixed in there.
She cried. A lot.
Needless to say... she was fired (or she quit... who knows?) and I lost 6 months. Had to restart.
My rep around the lab's pretty solid. Whenever a student wants to volunteer to work, he/she's reminded "You probably don't want to work for sneezy...unless you're downright perfect...really"
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