In case there’s a female within a 200 mile radius who hasn’t heard, Manuel is headed back to Oregon to crash with family and go back to school. I guess it’s too expensive to live out here and he misses his friends and family.
Monse tried to talk him out of it but failed and now it looks like she’s going to help him drive back. –So ladies there’s going to be some kind of going away party and that will be your last chance to get him drunk and take advantage of him. 
Several people are planning on going out for sushi on Sunday, but I’ll bet it falls through.
Between their home life, the expense and the lack of free time, trying to get more than two people from work together at one time can be a challenge at best. And since they have to pay for their own food and drinks it’s really tough.
I’m out because I’ve had sushi every night for the last five days and I can’t deal with any more fish. I swear if I so much as watch an episode of Flipper I’ll barf.
Speaking of get-together’s: There’s a meeting on Sunday. As usual it’s at 0′dark hundred, but there should be coffee and doughnuts. –Caffeine and sugar, isn’t exactly the breakfast of champions, it’s more like the breakfast of those of us that could have been champions, if we didn’t have to get up so damn early.
I’m not sure if this meeting is for everybody or just the pawn shop people…. Heck, I didn’t even know about it until Billy mentioned it last Sunday (so much for the effectiveness of memos). Guess I’ll find out what it’s all about when I get there.
Sorry girl, but now matter how hard you try that whole gangsta look just doesn’t work. It’s probably that I’m trying not to laugh look.
Tell me again how working in this place has no adverse effects.
People are going to Facebook and other social networking sites and I have to hear about it from, Mikey, Bill and Erminia.
We’re testing blacklist software to ban FB, MySpace and their ilk but until we come up with a cure I’m reading firewall logs and staring at Arp tables until my eyes are bleeding and my head is going to explode.
The final solution will be Internet computers at each location. -I hope.
In the mean time any trips to such sites will trigger alarms resulting in the firewalls emailing Mikey who then forwards said email to me invariably following up with a whining, bitching phone call.
So as politely as I can, I’m asking that you… STOP! – CEASE! – QUIT! – KNOCK IT THE HELL OFF!!!
Thank you for your understanding and cooperation.
I’ve been working on our online catalog but I need help with the descriptions.
Have you ever tried to find someone around this place who can spell, is articulate enough to write copy and knows jewelry?
Save yourself the trouble, I’m probably the best we have. Scary isn’t it?
Maybe I can get the boss lady to give me descriptions and I’ll finish out the copy. I’m sure she has lots of spare time.
I guess that leaves Deb and me. I hope no one’s in a hurry for this stuff.
I’ve been back at work for over a week and I still can’t find my store keys.
I tossed them in the drawer on my last day before my surgery and when I came back two weeks later they were nowhere to be found and everyone I’ve talked to disavows all knowledge of their whereabouts.
The flash drive I use (used) to transport small files to and from work has also gone walkabout.
Lastly, my favorite pen – you know, that special pen that feels just right and writes ever so smoothly – is AWOL.
Nobody will admit to having touched any of these items….. And I really miss that pen. 
Well everything’s normal around these parts.
Yup. Everything is normal and running true to course.
