It's someone's special day!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY sithdragon!

I hope you have a wonderful, special day and I can't wait to see you at Media West! {{hugs}}

Chalk up another crappy day

Quite simply put, yesterday SUCKED.

Myself and my buddy Andrew here at work were stuck in training class ALL DAY yesterday for this new printer we got in. See, I design the labels and Andrew prints them, but we're each other's backup if one of us isn't at work. So I had to know how to run this thing, too. We both hate this machine with a passion and have voiced our displeasure over it many times to our supervisors, but they went against our judgement and bought the thing anyway. It really, really annoys me that the two people who have the experience in the design/print field are completely ignored. HELLO! We know what we're talking about!

So anyway, it was about 7 hours of this yesterday and another 5 or so today. My eyes were completely glazed over at the end of the day yesterday and my mind was so crammed full of information on how to run this thing I left work exhausted and with a headache to boot.

The only good thing was that the guy they sent in from Boston, whose name is Anthony and is about 22 years old, is damn freaking cute. :-) And he kept staring at ME almost the entire time, when he should've been more focused on Andrew, since he'll be running it on a day to day basis. Even Andrew commented to me at lunch that Anthony kept staring at me! :-)

And then the confrontation took place over this project I'm working on. I didn't get the answers or explanation I wanted from this person, which pissed me off. But I did find out I have more power over this project than I thought. It'll mean more work for me, but it'll also mean things will get done the way I want them to.

But as crappy as my day was, it pales in comparison to friends of mine. They're a husband and wife I met during my heyday in Sentinel fandom. We've kept in touch via email and Christmas cards all this time. Well the wife was diagnosed with cancer many years ago and beat it. But it's come back again and again, worse each time. She's back in the hospital again and isn't expected to live through the day. She was given Last Rites and everything. It makes me SO mad. She's fought so hard. [sigh] I'm dreading the email I'm sure to get soon that she's passed away.

Keep my friends in your thoughts and prayers today, will you?