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Student: Are all of the professors gone for the summer?
Me: Yes, it's just me.
Student: (teasing) What'd you do wrong?
Me: Not finish my Bachelor's...

Stay in school, kids!

I want to be home with Caza right now, napping on the couch or pretending not to watch "General Hospital" or Googling half-naked pictures of Emma Caulfield, or whatever he's doing now. Stupid professors and their stupid summers off. *puts on grumpy pants and stomps around bitterly*
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Exhausted.
Stressed.
End of Semester.
Too many people - too many problems.
No time to play on LJ.
No time to write.
Confidential to those I beta for: I'll be better. I swear. After this week? We're golden.
Confidential to [livejournal.com profile] brandil: Sorry I flaked! Too much stress. I'll have it up tonight.
Confidential to [livejournal.com profile] adis723: Quit snickering and don't say a word!!!
Confidential to [livejournal.com profile] stoney321: Jesus Chriiiist.

ETA: *THIS* is what happens when RL causes you to let your online life slide: Renee Zellweger marries Kenny Chesney! (Hell hath no fury like a Keith Urban scorned.) Spamalot sweeps the Tonys! And KC of KC and the Sunshine Band takes an unintentional stage dive stating, "I picked the wrong pair of Boogie Shoes!"
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GIP. Don't blame [livejournal.com profile] fanbot for making it - it was all my idea. Caza didn't find it funny at all. Stoney said it was frickin' hilarious but, in what may be the money quote of the century: "I don't know that I'm the best authority on what's inappropriate." Shareable if you're inclined.

Yay! Early day because today was curriculum meeting = equals Sue is bored but gets free food and gets to leave work a few hours early. As I stared around the room, listening to different department heads blather, these thoughts occurred to me. A bored mind is a dangerous thing.

Cut while I use Buffy to make my job sound interesting )
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Remember the great scene from "12 Monkeys" with Brad Pitt yelling, "Get out of my chair!"? That's pretty what my job is like. Except it's:
"Quit putting shit on my desk!"
"Don't reach past me to get a pen!"
"Don't pick greeting cards up off my desk and start reading the message inside! Christ!"

Can you tell I work in "higher education"? I'll have applications spread across my desk, attempting to ascertain the future these bright students might have in the exciting world of health care, and some brain trust will drop an application and supporting documentation on top of the application and supporting documentation I'm working on, causing document miscegenation. Argh!!!

And when did people stop asking if they could borrow a pen, a paperclip, a stapler - whatall - and just reach around you and grab it? I'm going to end up a lemon-puckered (not the good kind), bun-haired old bitch at the age of 34. And not just because all of the perpetrators are 19, Fred-skinny, wearing out-of-style ultra low-rise jeans and glittery half-shirts and they have ultra flat bellies and sparkly belly-button rings. Huh-uh. I've got no hidden agenda. I'd yell at the non-traditional student wearing the grey sweat pants and Ralph Wiggum t-shirt with a hole over the nipple ([livejournal.com profile] stoney321 SHOUT OUT!) if they reached around me for a pen. I mean, there's good reach around and then there's strangers reading my Valentines cards (which, admittedly, I need to take down.) In closing, "Get out of my chair!"

Well, that rant was exciting, wasn't it?

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