May. 19th, 2009

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A few things:

The Devil is in the Details
Where I work, I am an administrative goddess. I say this with the utmost modesty, I assure you. But since I am the only one with the knowledge, the experience and the willingness to do so, I consider myself an admin genius where I work; I say this, because no one else will. Oh I get the occasional "you're the king" and "wow, how did you do that so fast?", but all in all, it's a pretty thankless job. Don't get me wrong, though; I love my job. Not many people get to say that. Not many get to wake up in the morning and actually look forward to an hour and a half commute to a job they love. Pretty much the only thing bringing me back home is my family; otherwise, I think I would sleep there. But like any job, you have your pet peeves. Mine is a specific co-worker whose mind is only on retirement. And while I bend over backwards to make sure his customers are happy, he does nothing to help me on this. So the customers are unhappy and they gravitate toward the other salesman who, not to put too fine a point on it, is pretty much a sales god. Fast, reliable, pleasant, attractive voice and my O my what a photographic memory. Sharpshooter, as they say, and I know he will go far. I am his equivalent where paperwork is concerned, with the same applicable skills. Together, we can rule a small planet. Sadly, though, the slower co-worker just doesn't have it. He isn't ... there. He doesn't ... care. And this ... annoys me. This makes me the devil, because he is truly otherwise a sweet man.

Always behave like a duck - keep calm and unruffled on the surface but paddle like the devil underneath.

Let the devil catch you but by a single hair, and you are his forever
So ... I understand that this blog used to be very fanfic/art-driven, but something happened, and I suddenly have topics to talk about.  I never had anything to talk about, but now it seems every single thing that happens in my life is an interesting topic for my blog.  Well, in my point of view, I certainly do not allege that anything I write about here is interesting to anybody but myself, but it is a sort of therapy ... nay, meditation for my soul to write about things that occur to me.  Which, in essence, I think is the point of a blog.  That and lots of smutty sex.  So to those who are waiting for HP art and/or fanfic, it is coming -- there's just going to be a lot of inane chatter in between. :D

Idle Hands are the Devil's Tools
Watched Paul Blart, Mall Cop tonight.  Eh.  It had funny moments, certainly.  But not the bent over laughing my ass off funny I thought it would be.  I hate when my standards are disapointed.  Kevin James is certainly more suited for sitcoms rather than movies.

So this was my ego-centric moment of the day.  Please don't think any less of me.  I needed it. :)
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