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I guess I missed yesterday's entry. A very boring Monday at work. Surprisingly half my team was there, and not surprisingly I crashed the newly de-crashified system we are now using to enter our test results. It crashed in random places, sometimes with and sometimes without soring the data I entered.

My test machine is also a disaster, it refuses to play video for more than an hour (usually much less) without rebooting itself. A chance meeting in the parking lot at lunchtime with one of the program managers about 12 levels above me, I said I was there to break the machines, she said they pretty much break themselves. She said she spent the Jesus festival with family in "Washington State" so I asked where and she said "Camas" so before she could say nobody have ever heard of it I replied "yeah, near Washougal". She was very surprised. But you live in Seattle or Portland, and they always refer to it in the traffic/weather reports as the "Camas-Washougal area". It's now muscle memory for me.

Lunchtime I went online and ordered a hot sandwich at Specialty's, to be ready at 1:30. Went to the home PO to pick up a package and the line was long and filled with people so clueless that each one took about 5 minutes. There is one clerk who means well, but always manages to do the CYA dance, which makes each customer facing episode 5x longer than it needs to be. Long story longer, I didn't get back to Specialty's until 2, the sandwich was cold, and once again they substituted some lame cinnamon thing for the sticky bun I had ordered. I will be writing a nastygram to them that they need to add inventory control to their system. It should not let me order something they are out of. And the system should know, because they know how many sticky buns are delivered, and each one is rung up as it is sold. Most online systems have that feature.

Ran into a co worker, who had taken the day off. Kind of odd.

UPS sent me a tracking notice that the calendars were due to be delivered yesterday, by the end of the day, which in my book is 5 pm. At 5:30 they were still in transit, so I went home to wait for them. Wanted to bring some to [livejournal.com profile] basfa and also wanted to start stuffing envelopes. But by 7:15 there was no sign of them so I went to the meeting. Had a good time, told lots of bad puns. Gave [livejournal.com profile] maurinestarkey the big bag of senior formula cat food which I no longer have a senior cat to eat (she does), [livejournal.com profile] dinogrl gave out the annual newsletter from her and [livejournal.com profile] dave_gallaher, very welcome to have since it includes their new address.

Sometime during the meeting I checked the UPS tracking number, and the calendars had been delivered just before 8 pm. Boo. Hiss.

As usual, the Annoying Woman was annoying, giving massages (yes, I know they feel good, but a dinner meeting is not the time or place) and she is very chatty while she is doing that, which is even more annoying. And she messed up one of my auction items by putting tickers on it, and when it came up for bids she yelled about something, bid 25 cents and didn't shut up, not letting anyone else bid. 

Two books from [livejournal.com profile] lemmozine went up for bid, they both did well, one of them caused some spirited bidding.

Home after the meeting, opened the calendar box, they were wrapped in groups of 25, which is convenient. They look much better than Costco's -- very professional,  and the only thing I don't like is their web site had no way to fit the pictures exactly, so even though all the images were uploaded at the same size and resolution, and there should not have been any borders, many of them have borders and are not quite the same size or centering. Most people won't notice.




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