Currently our office is going through an email migration in phases. This morning I discovered that I have not been receiving emails from a handful of people internally since last Saturday. And yesterday, a few more people got added to that list on Tuesday.
But I had no way of knowing that the emails were not going through because they were getting my emails and I was getting external emails and some people's internal emails.
So really I'm just playing a high stakes game of email roulette. Not knowing what emails I'm not getting and what I am...
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Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Monday, September 15, 2014
How Is That Something That Happens?
As you may be aware by now, cooking and meal planning is not my strongest suit. So one Wednesday afternoon, I was rummaging through the work fridge, trying to make some sort of concoction for lunch out of rogue items I had brought in over the past few days.
After quite a bit of work, I was able to scrounge up edamame, carrots, spinach, cheese, a tomato & some salad dressing (leftover from a client meeting) and things were looking pretty good.
I put my plate on the edge of the counter as I was cleaning up the knife and other supplies and chatting with Kattie and another coworker, when a third co-worker came by. He reached his hand out - and I am not making this up - grabbed a handful of my dressed salad off my plate!
My jaw dropped in disbelief "What? What are you doing?" I cried, as Kattie and my co-worker burst into laughter.
Did that just happen?
"What?" Coworker asked between bites, is this not just leftovers from the meeting?
"No! That's my lunch!" I sighed.
"Oh, sorry," he mumbled. "I'll bring you a tomato tomorrow."
That is not even the point. Who eats dressed salad with their bare hands, when it's not even theirs!
And for some reason this is not the first time something like this has happened to me. Last year at the Chiefs game there were 2 different people who took french fries out of my order of fries as I was walking back to my seat.
2 people I didn't even know.
How is this something that happens?
And BTW - the next day my co-worker brought me a tomato.
After quite a bit of work, I was able to scrounge up edamame, carrots, spinach, cheese, a tomato & some salad dressing (leftover from a client meeting) and things were looking pretty good.
I put my plate on the edge of the counter as I was cleaning up the knife and other supplies and chatting with Kattie and another coworker, when a third co-worker came by. He reached his hand out - and I am not making this up - grabbed a handful of my dressed salad off my plate!
My jaw dropped in disbelief "What? What are you doing?" I cried, as Kattie and my co-worker burst into laughter.
Did that just happen?
"What?" Coworker asked between bites, is this not just leftovers from the meeting?
"No! That's my lunch!" I sighed.
"Oh, sorry," he mumbled. "I'll bring you a tomato tomorrow."
That is not even the point. Who eats dressed salad with their bare hands, when it's not even theirs!
And for some reason this is not the first time something like this has happened to me. Last year at the Chiefs game there were 2 different people who took french fries out of my order of fries as I was walking back to my seat.
2 people I didn't even know.
How is this something that happens?
And BTW - the next day my co-worker brought me a tomato.
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Cooking in the Kitchen with Megan
Forgot my lunch today. Luckily I scrounged up a few items in the office. A small audience gathered.
What is this, cooking in the kitchen with Megan? Kattie asked.
What are you going to make with hummus, chicken sausages, a wheat bagel, a cucumber and peanuts? Juan asked.
Challenge accepted, I said.
And you might be surprised about how this turned out.
What is this, cooking in the kitchen with Megan? Kattie asked.
What are you going to make with hummus, chicken sausages, a wheat bagel, a cucumber and peanuts? Juan asked.
Challenge accepted, I said.
And you might be surprised about how this turned out.
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