Category Archives: Work (WORK!!?!??!)

Maynard G. Krebs is frightened

I did it

Posted on November 8, 2006 by Marchbanks

I applied for a promotion today. Continue reading →

Posted in Empire, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 12 Comments

An observation on Festival Food

Posted on November 5, 2006 by Marchbanks

Corned-beef-and-cabbage-onna-stick is never likely to catch on.

Posted in Færie, Minutiae, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 3 Comments

I was a Celtic Booth Bunny

Posted on November 5, 2006 by Marchbanks

The Men Without Pants calendar drew lots of attention and laughs. Continue reading →

Posted in Færie, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 4 Comments

I keep stirring shit up

Posted on November 2, 2006 by Marchbanks

I picked up the phone and found my great-great-great-grandboss (a vice president) on the line, congratulating me for raising all these important issues and providing good examples, and encouraging me to keep bringing them forward. Continue reading →

Posted in Empire, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 11 Comments

It’s hell not to be able to trust people

Posted on October 28, 2006 by Marchbanks

I only wish I could trust our other divisions to see it my way so I didn’t have to do stuff myself that shouldn’t have to be mine to do. Continue reading →

Posted in Empire, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 4 Comments

Empirical and symptomatic diagnosis

Posted on October 23, 2006 by Marchbanks

I’ve been collecting a few Interesting Calls in the last few days. Continue reading →

Posted in Empire, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 3 Comments

I am a model

Posted on October 16, 2006 by Marchbanks

Enjoy a whole year of Men Without Pants! Continue reading →

Posted in Færie, Foolishness, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 5 Comments

Training Pays Off

Posted on October 13, 2006 by Marchbanks

Time the call could have taken if I’d had to flounder around:  probably 40 minutes.  Time the call actually took ’cos I knew what to do and where to look:  22 minutes. Continue reading →

Posted in Empire, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 11 Comments

“Do your parents know you’re Ramones?”

Posted on October 11, 2006 by Marchbanks

I went looking for Tomax, and as I walked up she greeted me with “I got to meet Riff Randall!!” Continue reading →

Posted in Music, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | 4 Comments

Instead, I went to the doctor

Posted on September 29, 2006 by Marchbanks

This morning a couple of co-workers came up and started congratulating me on the award I got at the meeting.  Waitaminnit—what award? Continue reading →

Posted in Empire, Health, Work (WORK!!?!??!) | Tagged , | 12 Comments