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

[nenya_kanadka]

LOL. Yes, generic mining, just like generic caves on away team missions.

But I think what they were processing on Terok Nor was uridium. I think that's Treknochemistry, too, but it sounds real enough....

[mylittleredgirl.livejournal.com]

YES! You're right.

And I'm an awful judge of whether something is Treknobabble or actually exists. Awful. When I was a kid, I thought fax machines were miniature transporters.

Hee!

[nenya_kanadka]

Awww, how cute! The little Trekkie is talking! :P No, seriously, that's great--I only discovered Star Trek after I was twenty, so I don't have any awesome stories like that to tell. I'm indoctrinating my small siblings, though. :D

Re: Hee!

[mylittleredgirl.livejournal.com]

As you should. It is important to bring the young from the darkness into the light.

-- Little Red, all about the subtle geek quotes.