But now something must be said.
I have inherited a puppy dog at work. Not a cute little lab pup. A new colleague. The one replacing the one who replaced my long time
This is a good place, a really good place to work. I've been here 14 years and 90% of the time I really like it. So yeah, she's right about it's nice. But hell, it's nice, it's not the most extraordinary locale in the universe! That would be Paris or Bali.
So, 50 times a day I get : It's so great here, I love it, I'm never gonna leave...
Stay! fine, stay! But shut the fuck up about it already!!!
We know you love it now. A million times you've told us! Chill fer chrissake!
And yes, we know you're wonderful at organizing things. And you want to reorganize the whole place. The filing system, the library, the archives. Um. Dude, it's been organized for well on 35 years now. It works fine. If it ain't broke don't freaking fix it!
If she keeps this up, I just might have to shoot her.
Or thow her in front of the snow plows that are starting to pick up those 30+ cm of snow* we're getting today.
It finally dawned on me as I struggled through snowbanks that, um... nope, winter is not gonna just disappear this year. It never does. Le sigh
* To you Americans, you need only know 30 cm is a whole damn lot. I'm not gonna convert it for you.