Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Countdown Continues...

I leave for my cruise in t-minus 2 days. We will spend 2 lovely days in Seattle and then we will be ON A BOAT!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

One Week!

The count down has begun. In one week, I will be on my way to Seattle. After two days in Seattle-town, I will board a cruise ship with three of my very-soon-to-be-best-friends and sail for Alaska. My hope and dream is to see a whale, preferably a lot of whales.

Please put good whale sighting thoughts out in the universe for me.

Thank you.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Update on the Purse Burglar

I completely forgot to follow up on my purse burglar post! Here is my reply to the ransom note:

Dear Purse Burglar(s),

First, I would like to thank you for your very polite ransom note. I always feel more inclined to respond when I am addressed as "Dear" Victim. However, I must admit that your terms are rather steep terms and I fear that as a lowly recruitment coordinator, there is no way that I will be able to live up to such exorbitant demands. Might I suggest a compromise?

1. Slurpees at Staff Meeting - A. Pina colada lemonade at the Outback Steakhouse
2.Raises for everyone - B. Raises that come in the form WORK! Effective August 26th, 2009 (approximately)
3.Paid vacation - C. One (1) all expenses paid trip to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
4.Oreo cookies - D. Layer cakes. Tomorrow.

Should these compromises be satisfactory, I will await the return of my currently secured valuables. I will be walking out of my office at precisely 3:45pm, giving any interested party the opportunity to return the stolen goods without compromising their identity.

Those are my terms.

Yours truly,

The Victim

After a bit of negation over my proposed terms, my purse was safely returned. The next day began the most amazing Ambassador Training Retreat that this school has ever seen. Here is why:

I have a pretty cool job. Even if my purse does get stolen every once in a while.

Saturday, August 8, 2009


There is a joke that goes around in the single world that men are like parking spaces - the good ones are taken and the rest are all handicapped. Personally, I have no problem with handicapped men. I have no problem with handicapped women, or even handicapped children. What I have a problem with is a serious excess of handicapped parking spaces in parking lots.

The recent renewal of frustration comes from the new employee lot that I have been attempting to park in since we moved into our new building. There are about 50 regular spots and 12 handi-spots. The regular spots fill quickly everyday and only 2 of the handi-spots are consistently used. Why must we have SO MANY spots that are reserved? Couldn't we have the two spots for the people that use them everyday and 4 more for others, instead of 10 perfectly usable spots lying unclaimed?

Because of the parking shortage I have been parking in a lot across campus after arriving each day to find my lot filled. I drive wistfully past those 10 empty spaces and then think about how the world could be different as I make the long trek over to my office. Here is what I propose after many mornings of thought. Since I have had this issue on my mind I have been seeing empty handi-spots everywhere, and I realized that if they were full, I wouldn't mind the inconvenience at all!

So, my point is this: I would like encourage all those with disabilities that require special parking to get out more! If you are out and about and enjoying the world and reaping the benefits of these reserved parking spots(that I sincerely believe you rightly deserve), I would be more than happy to park further away to accommodate you. So, for goodness sake, please stop teasing me with all of your empty spots.