never, ever mess with me while john is supervising a shift!

during my user support shift from hell the other day, a professor asked for copier paper, so i went and got him some. the secretary wasn't there, i wasn't doing anything at the time, so i thought i'd be nice. however, the copier was fucking up and jamming. so i tried helping a little bit because i'm nice like that. and it was right at the end of my shift, so i thought i'd end the day on a high note. this professor wouldn't get it through his head that the copier wasn't working properly, and i told him that i wasn't overly knowledgable about the machinery because it doesn't fall under user support supervision. nonetheless, he tells me that he needs these copies and has to start class, so tells me that if i could do my best with getting the copies for him, he'd be back in about ten minutes to get them and walks away. i felt like i was about an inch tall and i was pissed off--though, admittedly, a lot of that aggression had to do with the fact that everyone and his cousin was pissing me off by that point.

i went back into the office and groaned to john about it, and he went apeshit--yet again showing why he is such a kicass boss. little did i know that he was going to make sure that didn't happen again. as he put it, "i don't think anyone who works here should have to put up with that shit, particularly you!"

ah, they look out for me.

must call child travel for plane stuff and howie's management for booking prices today before going to the f. tom wicker is going to be on campus tonight, and i hope to be able to go see him--he sounds fascinating.

random note for the day: nothing better than being curled up in bed, having a late-night phone conversation.

i know, i'm pathetic. shush.