Life is Happening

Office hysterics or is it just plain meanness afoot on the second day of my job temping at Purdue? Apparently Purdue office jobs can be kinda cruel and unusual. I suppose if the departmental head/Professor doesn’t want to reject an applicant for an open position; it would be their prerogative to do so. In any case, they can send HR down to drop the bomb in firing squad force. Thus, the reason I have an office mate, whom I have just met yesterday, upset and crying. The position that I am temping for is just that, a position waiting to be filled by “qualified” person. I don’t know whether or not I am qualified or not, I just know that I spent most of my day yesterday fighting bouts of grand boredom between dinky busy assignments.

So far, everyone I have met on this floor is pretty nice upfront. My department head, AKA The Boss, seems pretty jovial but a stickler for proper props. Must refer to him as Doctor So’N’So, not his first name and certainly not an abbreviated version of his first name. Props is good, I will call him Dr. So’N’So. It’s when other profs introduce themselves to me by their first name, not Dr. "Fill in the blank here" and I get corrected like a school girl; kinda irksome. It’s mainly a joke it seems, other profs are in on the joke, just not The Boss. So it goes down something like this, “I am, "Fill in first name here.” With a wink-wink-nudge-nudge, don’t worry; I will be corrected as needed on a daily basis. FUN! Blarrrrrrrg! I guess so.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, things are going well with Adam. Mad props to Adam! My birthday last Saturday went off without a hitch. The BIG 32. Just another day on the calendar, it was nothing to write home about actually. I got to go to Pennsic for my birthday. YAAAY! The trip there and back was NOTHING like the trip to Gulf Wars last year. No death defying trailer loaded down threatening to toss us and its contents into a Tennessee ravine on the highway. YAY!

Pennsic cannot really be described with words. It’s just Pennsic. Pennsic is going down a major highway, coming around the last curve before your exit and then Medieval Pavilions EVERYWHERE! It took us the week we were there to find all the merchants and even then, I am not sure if that was every merchant available. Pennsic was Gulf Wars on major steroids. I mean from one end of the camp to the other was about 3 miles it seemed. I think I lost weight while I was there, which was kinda nice. Plus, you just can’t get the shear volume of people like Pennsic does. 15,000 pre-registered and 10-12,000 showed up on camp. Nice eh?

I think that’s about it. My last rant of the day would have to be and will always be for as long as I live in the confines of Rivenstar, PURDUE STUDENTS ARE BRAINDEAD! Not only are they unable to effectively think for themselves most days, especially the freshmen, they expect to not have a 7:30 AM class to interrupt their precious sleep. Try telling your employer that you don’t want to start your day before 8 in the morning and you won’t be finding many jobs. Right? Right! Oh! And don’t get me started on the mental midgets that walk right into traffic against the lights. Arrg. So that’s my rant of the day and an update on what’s happening in the Tammolly’s life.

Tammolly ~ Just surviving Purdue temporay employment services.


...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel ...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin