the revenge of the web orders

[mylittleredgirl]

I feel horribly ganged-up upon by inanimate objects. And, I suppose, the total strangers (who are animate) sending these inanimate emails and telephone calls. Just... a *lot* of web orders. And emails. And the phone hasn't stopped ringing such that I haven't even *listened* to my metric craploads of voicemails yet.

*buries head in paperwork, like ostrich*

I will get through today. I WILL.

I probably shouldn't have hit mystic_isles000, though. That was kind of unprofessional. Even though it was totally in self-defense because she jumped out at me from nowhere. *snuggles sister* She has apparently forgiven me, because she just came into my office and did her Jack-as-velociraptor-in-"Broca-Divide" impersonation for me. My day is much improved.

It's so nice to work in the same place, even if our coworkers (justifiably) believe we are complete and utter loony bin escapees.

-- Little Red, back to the metaphorical salt mines.

Comments

Re: *laughs*

[nenya_kanadka]

Oh, that's great! :) I am a great fan of "ships with pants" and getting to know someone and loving them and falling in love in a decent and civilized manner (not that mad snogs *can't* be involved) and, as you say, not crashing and burning.

I shall check out shipwithpants--but I think I'm liking it already. And Sam would totally come up with the rules, which would slowly become less and less relevant. Jack would probably eventually try to see how many of the rules he could make her forget--but would also see the advantage of "no, we're NOT dating!"

Hee. I love the way you guys think, sometimes....