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I’m just about to head to bed, but figured I’d take care of any site
maintenance that might need attention, like moderating comments and such.
I just deleted an avalanche of spam from my inbox.
I think I’ll have to disable the comment form.
It’s generating too much junk, and as far as I know, there’s no way to
moderate it.
I really do believe that spamming should be at least a corporal crime, if
not a capital one.
It’s off to bed for me now.

I’ve searched through the Freedomscientific technical support bulletins, and there’s no info for my current problem.
This is infuriating.

I have a post that’s appearing on the front page at least seven times.
It seems as though the email went out several times.
But every time I try to delete the duplicates, Jaws locks up, and I have to restart the system.
Hopefully I can get this sorted.

I talked to Ray earlier this evening, and he told me that he had asked the advice of an acquaintance of ours more knowledgeable in the law than either of us.
Basically, it comes down to this.
As long as the company pays me, and doesn’t say anything derogatory, then they can dally as much as they like regarding my work situation, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
Angry isn’t the right word to describe how I feel right now.
What few teeth I thought I had in this situation really never existed, and I’m completely at the whim of a group of people who for the most part don’t give a damn about anyone but themselves.
It’s a good thing there’s no alcohol in the house.
I’d be in no condition to go to work tomorrow if there were.

I just looked at my paycheck.
$589.74 isn’t bad.
I’ll pay all my bills, and maybe have a little left over to put in the Paypal account.
I’m saving up to take a trip as soon as I can.
I’ve managed to get through today with very little sleepiness.
I don’t know if that’s good or bad.
I’m glad tomorrow’s Friday, but I’ll be even more glad when they let me know whether or not I got the admin position.
I’d like to come home at the end of the day knowing I put in a full day’s work.
I’ve forgotten what that’s like.
I mean, work always has its disadvantages, but at least when you’ve worked, you know you’ve done your part.
I’ll probably need some couch time when this is all over.

Triage just got a call from an agent, asking for clarification of what classifies as stolen meds.
The agent had a member on the phone who said she lives on a house boat in Illinois, and that a Mermaid or fish got on the boat, and stole her meds.
John dialed in to listen to the call as it progressed, with a whole bunch of us clustered around his cube.
After a few minutes the agent found out that the caller was just trying to be cute, but only after specifically asking if the meds had been lost.
The caller mentioned the Mermaid again while we were all listening.
UM says he’s going to contact Client Services to see if we can have Mermaids listed as a criterian for replacing a med, and that they’ll probably get that done faster than they’ll fix the DB_interface.
All and all, it was great.
Thanks to Third World County, Gribbit’s Word, Dianne’s Stuff, Stuck On Stupid, Rempelia Prime, ←Previous Page