Never have two celebrities deserved each other as much as Jennifer Garner and Ben Affleck.
But not only are they married, she’s pregnant. Dear God, they’re reproducing.
It’s going to be a stunningly gorgeous, though smarmy and not terribly bright, child.
I was going to blog this, but then Dawn asked what made people smile today, so I figured I’d better get down to it, eh?
I’m also posting this because it’s an example of one of my favorite parts of my job, so if in a few months I’m whining, you all can hold my feet to the fire about it. I never felt the need to go into some kind of altruistic work, because I was always taught that all work is honorable as long as it’s honest. But my job, as I’ve said before, is a nice blend of the altruistic and profit-driven motives.
When my talent got a job at the end of last week, I had to scramble to find a replacement. I ended up sending someone I hadn’t been able to put to work thus far even though I had interviewed her a couple of months ago. For benefits reasons, I don’t “hire” someone (collect their post-hire paperwork) until I’m ready to put them to work. So I had to go out to the client site today to pick up her tax stuff and I-9.
“Hey! How are ya?”
“I’m blessed, thank you. How are you?”
“Doing well, thanks, really busy at the office.”
she cracks a big smile “Well, thanks to you, I’m busy too.”
:)
For anyone wondering, this is the best photo of Jack currently in existence. Why? Because Tom is the far superior photographer.
This is apparently the week in which I tell my clients how stupid they are and how much smarter I am than them. In writing.
In a very diplomatic and customer-centered way, of course.
First it was the husband and wife IT consulting firm. He thought we were too expensive, she was offended that we wanted them to pay our invoices on time (!). I explained that what was expensive was for them to wade through the 500 resumes they’d get if they posted to Monster, at 10 minutes per resume, to find the 10% that were actually qualified, who you’d then spend half an hour each phone screening, just to get 5 candidates that may or may not even take the job when it comes down to it. That’s time he could be billing to his clients at $100/hour, yo. Of course, if they don’t like paying their bills in a timely fashion, I don’t want ‘em anyway.
Now it’s the people who wanted me to fire the guy I placed there. I’m telling them that their job sucks, their department manager clearly doesn’t know how to manage a new employee, and their refusal to let me speak to anyone but the HR department is stupid will only perpetuate the problem since HR doesn’t know jack about IT.
Ain’t I sweet?
Oh, and for those of you keeping score at home, I had put that guy back to work this week, and he called me today all nervous… to tell me he had to quit. Why? Because he got a permanent job!
When I immediately said how great that was, I think he was so confused he almost cried. “…What?” “Dude! It’s a permanent job! That’s awesome!” Poor guy had spent the whole previous evening agonizing over how he was going to tell me because he was convinced I was going to be upset. As if I would get mad at someone for taking care of business and securing steady employment just because I had him out on an assignment that wouldn’t turn into a job itself. Besides, I was able to find a replacement who can start Monday, so it’s all good…
Cats: The boys are best buddies now, though Guinness still likes to go outside when we come home from work, and then Jack promptly spends the rest of the evening in my lap or on my shoulders. He’s also filling out a bit, so he looks more like a normal kitten and less like a spindly, half-starved little critter. But he still looks like a werewolf to me.
Job: Still good. New person starting July 5. Yay, I won’t be the new kid anymore.
Life: Nice, not terribly interesting to anyone but me at the moment, hence the lack of posting. Sorry dudes. I’ll try to come up with a linkdump or something later. In the meantime, head over to MBDC and read about the skeevy guy who hit on me at the Black Cat last week.
Look! Look! LOOK AT THE KITTEH!
The boys seem to be getting along now. Guinness chases Jack around the house until he hides in a kitten-sized space… then Jack comes out and gets Guinness to chase him again. Not a single hiss all evening. Progress!
Tom and I adopted a kitten today and named him Jack, with the idea that he and Guinness can keep each other company during the day.
Guinness hates him.
There will be photos coming, we’ve spent this evening managing the hissing contest.
You’ll be happy to know that I’ve found another gig for the guy the client wanted me to fire. It’s not particularly interesting work, and it doesn’t pay as much, but it’s something to do while I try to find him something better.
In fact, I found jobs for three people yesterday, all starting Monday. (”Because everyone works on Monday!”) But talent #3 flaked out so I’m going to spend some time this weekend trying to find a replacement. Whee.
UPDATE: 11:10 AM - Replacement found. Weekend secured. W00t.
Fish’s post reminded me that the last time I had a group of girlfriends, I was in college. And before that, junior high.
I need to get out more.
