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{} Been off the map for a while, I know. I'm now the executive assistant (read: slave) to the Prez of the company. I have no idea how this shit happens. I take a dumb temp job in an office while I look for a "real job", and I end up with a career (of sorts).
My boss has only had the position for a month or so, and the parent company could use a lesson or two in communication of processes and how this helps any and all operations, particularly in times of transition. There is massive stress, near-daily temper tantrums, and incompetence galore. Thus, I find myself, perhaps for the first time ever, fairly content at work. Heh. I come in and start putting out fires, my day flies by, and I even get to be the office heroine every once in a while.
{} One of the perks of the gig is Photoshop on my work computer (and even legitimate reasons to use it, sometimes. Woohoo!), so there has been much icon-making. Yep. This post is basically a GIP. *g* New crop:
It appears I have a thing for boy's mouths. And my "Romance" icon could get me TOSsed, huh? Joy.
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My boss has only had the position for a month or so, and the parent company could use a lesson or two in communication of processes and how this helps any and all operations, particularly in times of transition. There is massive stress, near-daily temper tantrums, and incompetence galore. Thus, I find myself, perhaps for the first time ever, fairly content at work. Heh. I come in and start putting out fires, my day flies by, and I even get to be the office heroine every once in a while.
{} One of the perks of the gig is Photoshop on my work computer (and even legitimate reasons to use it, sometimes. Woohoo!), so there has been much icon-making. Yep. This post is basically a GIP. *g* New crop:
It appears I have a thing for boy's mouths. And my "Romance" icon could get me TOSsed, huh? Joy.
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