Here is a little technology update on Trucky’s computer - the head IT guy came in and pressed the power button… it turned on. Wow, that’s all it took?
Turns out Trucky’s computer failed again and it was a problem with the motherboard… she got a new one yesterday.
I’ve become the new guru according to a bunch of people I’ve never met before. Upon our switch to Windows XP – still can’t believe we got a company wide update to the outdated windows XP – the menu bar that runs across the bottom of the screen was taller than normal and no one, except me because I’m some IT genius (ha, not!), could figure out how to make it skinnier. I’ve shown multiple people how to unlock the toolbar and slide it down – they are all amazed with my skill. LOL.
We had a potluck yesterday – actually talked to people instead of just listened and found out some intresting facts. Boss lady considers “camping” staying at a Red Roof Inn.. while one abstractor is spending the next week camping in Wyoming. Boss lady’s dog is just as terrified of life as Darby is – but not of the vaccuum – odd.
Today was casual “Friday” because we have work off tomorrow for the 4th of July. Corporate also bought us pizza because we weren’t allowed to take today off – too many people did and they felt bad for us. Amazing how excited people get for casual dress and free pizza (hey, I’m not complaining!)
During lunch I went with Trucky and Bridezilla to get a soda out of the pop machine and I became the person I’ve been making fun of for the last two weeks. First I tripped walking in the hall on the way to the pop machine.
Then I put my coins in the machine but with my final dime that would total the 50 cents required for me to get my much needed diet coke it wouldn’t go through… I tried several of Trucky’s and decided I was going to go get nickels instead… nothing would go through. None of us could understand what was up with the machine and I caused mass hysteria to the line waiting to buy a soda – No soda for the rest of the day and it was only 11:15… uh oh.
Oh wait, I just don’t know how to count to 50 cents because finally we tried to retrieve the coins from the coin return – nothing. Then Trucky tried pressing the diet coke button and the soda came shooting out the pop machine. Trucky laughed, “You dork! You had 50 cents in the thing!”
Wow… I’m the girl that can’t add nickels and dimes to equal 50 cents. It’s been a very long shortened week.
