Nick Postagulous
Friday, September 10, 2004
Mixed Feelings
After Alison and I got back from China with Nina, my boss told me that in my absence, it was plotted that I would take over a certain part of the work around here. In fact, this is work that we normally contract out, and the new contract is coming up and it’s $500,000, so, regardless of whether I like this work or not, I’m learning valuable skills that I can use when being a scum-of-the-earth contractor after I retire from my lil’ govt job.
There are good parts of it and bad parts. Good part, I have a laptop in addition to my desktop computer. Bad part, it’s for offloading information from monitors out in the field. And the field is dirty. I’m wearing some of it on my jeans right now.
It’s also a little hot out in the field. And the sun hits me in the head and burns me. And grasshoppers laugh at me. Cows look at me and think, “He’s so small. I could kill that human, if it weren’t for his superior technology. Curses!!”
Work Swappin’
I was able to hand off nearly all of the billing that I do. However, that’s only about 8 hrs a month. My new duties take about 20 hours more a week. And sometimes get dirt on my pants. Not only that, but Princess Fluffy and TC, the people that they were mostly handed off to, keep asking me questions about things that they don’t know. Sheesh, you’d think that after I’ve done this for a few years, some of it would just seep through the walls by osmosis.
Fatato Pancake
No, I’m not talking about our belovedly obese and brain-damaged cat, I’m talking about Nina, our belovedly non-obese and non-brain-damaged non-cat child. She finally hit 20 lbs on Tuesday or Wednesday, so now she can ride in the front seat of my car. That really means that she can ride in an front facing baby-seat, which in turn means she can ride in my car.
Nina in rear-facing seat, but same model as I have in mine
Alison and I struggled with the car seat and got it mounted in my car after not a minimum, but not a maximum either, of fuss. Today, I took the car by the govt car baby-seat inspector people at the hospital and they really tighened the hooah out of it. They said I had done a good job, but they’d like to see it tighter.
They agreed with the previous person that Alison had talked to about not disabling the airbags on my Miata. The main reason is that no one will disable them anyway, regardless of wether you get the form that makes it legal from the NHTSA’s website.
When I got back to the office and Alison called me, she asked if they had said anything about the Miata. “They said that it sure was a nice car several times.” Also, one jokingly offered to buy it.
