No, Admin Gal is NOT Dead

Rumors of my demise are just that. I have been in the midst of all the chaos and mayhem I could possibly create on any given day while keeping my job.

Google Apps rolled out in our company.  Roared in like a lion, left like a lamb.  Some really struggled.  I have to admit it was fun watching the mushroom clouds appear over the cubicles as people went nuclear.  But I and my intrepid band of Googlers went in with radiation suits to fix them up and bring life back to the waste lands.

I have sent my people to many lands and have brought them back with no communicable diseases.  In all of this a building move is in the offing and a other delightful flights of fancy.

Yes, Dear Reader, Admin Gal has many insights and stories to tell in up coming posts.

Until later!

Around the World

I think I sent my brain to India along with my boss and his posse.  I didn’t mean to.  Somehow my brain is not here where it is suppose to be.

Maybe it is cowering in a corner, curled in a fetal position, rocking back and forth after processing 9, that’s right NINE, business visas for India; 9 non-refundable business class tickets broken up into 2 separate groups, with the accompaning in-country flights that bounce them between 4 cities in 5 days;  a grueling 5 day itinerary that I wouldn’t wish on my least favorite person, all in the name of efficiency.  All of this to make the bottom line of the company more profitable.

Just listing all that brings back the migrain.  Somebody asked me if I wanted to go with them.  I screamed as I ran far, far away from the evil, evil person.

Admin Gal is NOT Pleased!

Today started out high octane, just the way Admin Gal likes it.  Lots to do, people to coordinate, mountains to climbs and oceans to swim.  All this before noon. 

The lunch hour arrives. Admin Gal goes into the floor kitchenette to retrieve her lunch.  (After all, in these trying times being frugal is the new sign of prosperity.) To her dismay, her lunch is gone!  The space where her lunch inhabited is empty. Zip, nada, zilch. 

Now, her lunchtime offerings were not any gastronomic delicacy.  Lunch was simply a frozen dinner.  The point is that Admin Gal purchased said dinner with her hard earned money.  Having purchased it, expected it to be where she put it!

So now a note, vetted by the HR representative on the floor adorns the refrigerator:

“If you did NOT BRING the FOOD in the REFRIGERATOR,

DO NOT EAT THE FOOD!

THEFT IS NOT LOOKED KINDLY UPON”

Admin Gal was asked to remove all references to quartering, maiming and humiliation. She thought it would make the point more valid.  Some people have no sense of drama.