I so had a kick-ass Passion Parties weekend. I sold almost $1500 worth of product and made about $550. One of my parties was just shy of $1000. Yay!
Somehow, I managed to sell someone a $145 toy too.
I would like to take this opportunity to shout, “Tricia kicks ass” from my rooftop. She helped me out so much over the last week. It seemed like everyone from my downline needed something while I was gone, and she stepped in and helped me out.
I am home from Florida. More later. 🙂
When I say go to domain.com without www, I mean exactly what I say. I don’t mean add www then compain when you can’t get to the site. Grrr
If I ask you what you are seeing on the screen, that does not mean to click on stuff. It means to tell me what you are seeing. Grrr again.
so don’t bug me. Don’t call me for help, because I am not in the mood. Don’t email me, I am not checking it.
All I want to do is go home and go back to sleep. Instead, I have to:
- Finish work
- Pick up the dry cleaning
- Go the the post office and mail stuff
- Go to the bank and get $$$$ for my trip
Good thing I can probably sleep on the plane. Florida, here I come.
Well. I thought that I was perfectly ok with my earlier ass issues, because I had a jacket that I just happened to have brought to work this morning. Beautiful, right? Well, I wore my jacket today, and tramped about the office thinking I was golden- everything seemed to be covered.
As I was walking to my car today, I happened to get a glimpse of myself in a shop window. Yes, ass is completely covered. No, wait, shit. Ladies and gentlemen, my jacket was NOT long enough. I walked about work the whole day with my ass hanging out of my jeans.
For the record, I was wearing a very pretty black lace g-string. Although most of the people who worked with me today already knew that.
I am a class act. Really.
6. You are sick with a cold, and slurping snot everywhere. Especially if you are going to blow your nose IN MY EAR!
So, I am on the phone with a dude, and he feels the need to blow his nose, with the phone next to his mouth, and also without warning me. That sound came through my headset like thunder. It was a long, goopy blow too.
So, I am having a horrible morning at work already, right? I have been running around trying to put out fires for a very rude pompous arsehole whose stuff can stay broken until the end of time as far as I care. (That is a topic for another rant, I think.) Anyway, so I come down to go talk to the aforementioned arsehole, and while sitting in my chair, I hear a sickening tearing sound.
My pants split down the arse. From inseam, to mid-arse right under the pocket. There is ass hanging out EVERYWHERE. To make things worse, I do not approve of panty lines, so to quote my friend Jes who was in a similar situation, Sisquo would approve of my undergarment choice. I get to go through 6 more hours of work with my ass hanging out. Yay! :-/
My ass is stuck to my leather chair. Great.
It has been raining here for 5 days straight. Everywhere you go is flooded. Now, it is so bad that I will most likely not be able to get home tonight. Every possible road home – flooded. The only way I can do it is to go about 60 miles out of my way, and I am sure everyone else is going to be trying the same trick.
I think I am going to end up spending the night with my MIL. Dammit rain! Go away.
I figure that since I do phone technical support, I figured I would provide a few helpful tips to people who might call.
Don’t call me if even one of these conditions apply:
1. You are not in front of your computer.
2. You don’t know your username/account number/domain name/email address/whatever.
3. You are not the contact on the account…I can’t help you, so don’t waste my time.
4. You don’t know what operating system you are currently running.
5. You have no idea what error message you are getting.
If any of these things apply to you, do not call me and waste my time and yours. I will make you call me back with the information anyway.