October 23rd, 2002
really weird dream last night that sort of hit me on my way into work today. I posted a private post about it so that I could remember it. I don't really want anyone psychoanalyzing this one I don't think. It was pretty freakin weird.
I bought some green tea yesterday, "asian gourmet" brand, was hoping that it'd be drinkable. It's not too bad, still very american-ified though. I'm going to have to go into chinatown soon I think. That or steal all of the girl's yummy toasted green tea.
The new job is going pretty well, still doing training but now i get to type as I listen in on calls, the person taking the call just talks and I do the computer work. Later this week I get to do it all and have a coach on the line at the same time. whee.
Back to training.
Oh, and I just ordered DSL for the apartment.
mood: odd but ok
music: office chatter
|Date:||October 23rd, 2002 11:42 am (UTC)|| |
i get to type as I listen in on calls, the person taking the call just talks and I do the computer work. Later this week I get to do it all and have a coach on the line at the same time.
Ahhhhh!!!! HELP DESK!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
*runs away making the cross with his fingers*
actually I'm liking it so far. *shocked expression*
and damn did I need a job.
The people on the desk are really cool, we get copious breaks, and all the people calling us are either PhD's, or work for/with PhDs, meaning that at least they're remotely intelligent lusers.
OK, see telling me you had a dream that you had to post privately makes me assume that it's a)embarrassing or b)inflammatory or c)both.
This is not a good way to leave one's girlfriend hanging. Makes me assume you had dreams about screwing other women, killing me, molesting men or children, violently abusing poor fluffy animals... something sexual and something that i wouldn't want to hear about.
So i'm mad/irritated anyway.
When you dream things like that either tell me or don't mention that you're not telling me.