My Random Blogging Therapy
Tomorrow is our first program advisory committee meeting for the business department. I was a little worried because we have sooo many business books and the Dean wanted me to compile a list of all our business resources. It took me ALL day and I STILL wasn't done at the end of the day BUT I decided to go to fhe. I get there and everyone's starting to eat. Surprise, surprise-it started at 6:30 and I missed the lesson but it worked out anyway. i ate then I went back to work to finish compiling that list, finished around 9:30pm and I emailed it to the Dean!!! Definitely FEELING GOOD!!!
I still have a lot of stuff to do-I need to compile and send the minutes for CVLA, gather attendance for the presentations Andy did and send these to USU for him, Compile my medical, computer science, and graphic arts lists. These shouldn't take as long because I don't really buy medical or computer books for the general public to read. Almost ALL my nonfiction section I keep in the Learning Resource Center are business books. I do have a couple on cloud computing but only because it's a business concern now.
Business Skills are relevant regardless of the field someone enters. This is one reason why I wanted an MBA.
I saw my friend at fhe. I was too distracted to notice anything really although it was nice I didn't have to watch him flirt with the world.
This girl who was sitting at my table asked me if I wore a new dress Sunday or new shoes. Seriously???!!! i never thought this ward would have MORE people like that. I had to think about what I wore. Actually I wore my green suit because it was clean and long enough so I wouldn't feel strange without nylons. I bought the shoes last summer BUT that's really none of her damn business. When I told her it wasn't new she said she's never seen me wear it before-STUPID-REALLY if it was new I'd have no problem telling her it was AND AGAIN NONE OF HER DAMN BUSINESS. I was very annoyed so I just told her the truth which is I could go a year and she'd never see me wear the same thing twice if I wanted. A girl sitting by her asked me if I really have that much stuff and I told her yes I did.
She reminded me of Tiffany when she wanted to be evil she'd ask the same thing along with where I bought something from and how much I paid for it. If she had something to say REALLY just say it and let me deal with U. My clothes don't define me-I love clothes BUT I don't care what she wears so why the hell is she worried about me?
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