I once had a bonsai tree at my desk. It died. I have now replaced it with the fake bonsai below. Under the fluorescent lights, it somehow does not look so garishly plastic.
Below is a wee beanbag Mrs The Fyd bought me some years ago. Yes, it is a place for my phone to rest, and is indeed where my phone lies when I am at work and not using it to take pictures of wee beanbags.
So I get into work and only then do I find out that yesterday’s snowfall has indeed blown the city’s gasket and the company I work for has closed for the day, along with apparently most of the rest of downtown businesses, given how deserted it was when I got off the bus. That actually […]
Seems like some of the information released here could have been announced at this time. I’m sure essentially being called a liar (“I don’t understand how you can say you feel comfortable with your capital position, and yet you say you can’t give us any idea what the number is,” he said. “At this point, […]
It turns out that the cubicle neighbor whose perfume gags me on occasion is not insensitively over-applying it and ignoring its effect on her co-workers. Rather, the body odor of the guy who waters the plants on our floor provokes her into a defensive spraying of the scent. She apologized to me if she’d overdone […]
Because I get irritated by all the anti-mark-to-market bloviating going on, here is an apposite observation by Pierce Scranton, Chief of Staff to the President’s Council of Economic Advisors (feel free to discount any and all of his opinions if you: (a) hate advisors, (b) hate chiefs of staff, (c) hate the gubmint, (d) hate […]
I’ve never gotten so many calls from worried investment bankers and money fund managers as I have this morning. Every one wants to alleviate any worries I might have about their products’ exposures to current market turmoil. Without getting into details, we’re not holding any positions that would cause me any worries, but I appreciate […]
If I’m listening to music here at work, I’ll naturally take my headphones off when I notice someone entering my cubicle. There is one woman who, when she enters, waits until she sees that she’s got my attention, then starts talking. Which is pointless because at that point I’m just taking the headphones off. I […]
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