A Hard Day's Work

Mac came to work with me today! He promised to help with my filing:

It wasn't long before he was falling asleep on the job though:

At lunchtime we went with some of my closest coworkers for a picnic in Tilden Park. It was a belated birthday party for me. We had breads and sandwich makings, pickles (yum!) and pepperoncinis, chips and dips, strawberries, and chocolates that melted in the warm weather and became and impromptu fondue for the berries. Mac had fun running around, eating stuff on the ground, and playing with everyone. Bruce was scaring him with a tray, pretending it was a frisbee, when we were cleaning up:


But they made up:


We got back to my office and Mac was exhausted. He took a nap while I worked, waking up only to greet whoever came to see me:


After a snooze it was time for another party, with cake and ice cream and a bunch of people who couldn't make it to the picnic. Mac made the rounds, charming everyone (a few coworkers almost took him home with them) and begging for dessert:


He gave out kisses and cuddles to anyone who wanted them. He was really in his element!


He's been dubbed our work mascot; all he needs is a little spacesuit, helmet, and goggles (since our work deals with aerospace research). And he was great in my office, mostly sleeping and being polite to visitors, though he did really like a few people, if you know what I mean... that was a first for him, I swear! He's so easy to have at work, I'll probably do it more often.

I don't know why he looks so huge here, but its a funny picture:

In other news, congrats to my hubby who is now a SCIENTIST! Go get your science on! He got the news today that he has been accepted into a new position at his current company, where he's been working as a lab technician for a number of years. This is an incredible opportunity for him to expand his skills and really make a difference. I'm am so happy for him!

Ummm...

An actual email I found in my inbox this morning, sent to everyone at the lab:

Ummm.... Someone misplaced a pair of blue underpants in the SW Addition stairwell. Have them in my office (140A) if you need them back.

And a response received this afternoon:

I have thought of two possible responses to your email. You can select the one you like best.
RESPONSE 1 Yeah they are mine but I don't need them any more.
RESPONSE 2 Do you want to change offices with me.

I'm... speechless.

I Don't Get It

Warning: talk about restrooms and the items therein follows...

As I've mentioned before, I work in a trailer. In my trailer is a conference room, offices, a common area, and two restrooms. These restrooms are not gender-specified (i.e., no separate "mens'" and "womens'"), despite the fact that there is a urinal and toilet in one and only a toilet in the other.

Why, oh why, would any of the men want to go in the room without the urinal where they have to lift the seat to proceed with business? Its not that I have a problem with seats being left up, but we could all avoid having to touch it in the first place, especially since our janitorial services seem to be few and far between. So why not use the urinal instead? Its not that often that both rooms are in use. Yes, I realize we all wash our hands in the restroom (I hope!), but I still don't want to touch the toilet seat if I don't have to. Please stop making me!

End rant.