right before i left we had an impromptu meeting in julie’s office. i was sputtering mad, with words like “there was a disconnect” and “fell off the radar” and other craptastic phrases corporate whores use when there’s a screw up.

it was my fault. i just misunderstood.

see there was a bunch of blurbage needed for our website. i thought it was a post launch thing, it’s not.

so of course, i set to doing it and as i’m writing this i realize it’s ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS.

so i march back into julie’s office and pat’s there. i toss the pages on her desk:
“this is ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS,” i said because what i was told to do was pointless and ineffectual and what not.
“i know,” she said, “it will placate her until we can fix it.”
“SHE’S SO DUMB. SHE’S ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS!” i said.
“geez,” pat said, “that’s not very politically correct.”

at that point i turned to him, looked him right in the eye and extended my hand, “hi, we’ve not met. i’m jodi chromey and not very politically correct.”

the loved it. and the stupid project got done and there’s only two more days until i get four days off. wahoo!