Greetings folks, Steve here. I'm a little late putting up this post, but I actually have an excuse this time. I live in Vancouver and we had a wicked storm the other day that caused mudslides in all three of the city's water reservoirs and made all of our water undrinkable. This being the case, I have spent much of the day at the grocery store elbowing people out of the way to try and get some water.
When you run short of water, you start to conserve in any way that you can. I, consequently, have not had a shower in some time and was sort of pretending like I was camping, though you can go too far with anything. I was trolling around, attempting to hunt down the source of the bad smell permeating our apartment, until I realized it was me. Oh well, the dream is over.
Greetings all, Steve here, back again, back on the horse, back in the job market. I should apologise, first of all, for not posting last week. Getting fired can do a number on your confidence and last Thursday I decided to treat myself for lunch instead of brown-bagging it and got some Chinese food. In retrospect, it probably wasn't the best idea to go to UpChuck Wok and I spent most of the weekend honking my guts out while trying to study for exams. I didn't actually get to go out for Halloween, but I did have an exciting weekend.
Having recovered, I resolved to find another job. Several people gave me very sound advice here a couple weeks ago, the salient point of which was: "Better get out and get another job before you die!" TouchÃ©.
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Greetings all. Well, I got fired. I won't go into the details, but it was through no fault of my own. My boss and I simply had a logistical conflictâ€¦ I'm allergic to dorks. Needless to say, I was fairly upset about getting fired. Despite all the other problems you can have trying to earn a living, getting fired is definitely the worst part about work. Of all the elements of work, getting up, going to work, working, dealing with your dork boss, coming home from work and having no free time, going to sleep early so you can go to work, going to work againâ€¦yes, indeed, of all the varied aspects of working, getting fired is the worst.
Greetings all, Steve here. I'm back today with my final column on idiocy, dealing with Maniacs and Total Nimrods. I apologize for the fact that this column is a week late, but I had to deal with some nimrods of my own and it slowed me up rather a lot. One must always be on the lookout for the Nimrod, always ready in case they attack. Nevertheless, I'm here now, so let's begin with a quick recap of the past few weeks.
Greetings all, Steve here again. I apologize for the lateness of my column this week. I got a little behind with things because of the humidity. There is a tremendous amount of humidity where I live, namely Vancouver, as it is located in a temperate rainforest zone. "Let's build a city in the middle of a temperate rainforest," the founding members of the Vancouver community said. I can only assume this was because their brains had gone soft because they had just traveled over the prairies, which is an incredibly boring place to travel over, unless you're a big fan of wheat. Now, I like wheat as much as much as the next fellow, but after 3 weeks of nothing but flat wheatiness, a temperate rainforest probably seemed like Disneyworld, minus the lines. Having said that, the humidity does cause some problems for those of us who must live with our founders decision and if you let the humidity get ahead of you, it can cause serious problems. I wasn't on top of the whole humidity situation and I forgot that I had to go to the doctor for my bi-monthly de-mossing.
Greetings all. Steve here once again to give the very best in organisational help and support, excepting the fact that I have no idea what the hell I'm talking about. I have not always known this about myself, actually. I used to operate under the assumption that I was actually a fairly together guy and that I just kept running into unforseen obstacles which kept me from getting my poop in a group, as it were. In recent days I have come to accept that this is simply not true. I am, in fact, completely out to lunch. I am almost totally without any capacity to organise myself and I lack even basic practical reasoning skills. For all intents and purposes, I am an idiot. Although this is a relatively new concept to me, it probably comes as no surprise to most other people.
Greetings all, Steve here. I've returned from a much needed vacation and am back to work. Only one problem: After a couple of weeks off, I couldn't for the life of me think of anything to write about. I wracked my brain, but could think of no interesting topics having to do with organization, efficiency or creativity. What to do, what to do? I'll call Doug, I thought, and so I did, but he wasn't all that helpful. I asked him what I should write about and he said, "Even vegetarians are eventually blinded by the fur of the white rabbit. Look into my eye..." I assumed that the stress of moving to the Yukon was finally getting to him and I decided to move on and get someone else's advice.
I asked my neighbour, Ron, a history master's student, for a suggestion and he informed me that today is the 397th anniversary of the assasination of that most famous Albanian monarch, Queen Beatrice The Tragically Flatulant, killed over a Yatzee game gone bad. One of the great mysteries of history, he told me. I decided that Ron and Doug were in the same club and went back to the drawing board.
Steve's still recuperating from his vacation. While he's gone, Dr. Corie vonOrganizationsplunker's back for another installment of Wild Planning. Today she's invited us to the home of another rare and interesting organizational beast. Read on to see what the good doctor has in mind for us.
Hello and welcome once again, my friends. Today we have an in-depth look for you into the habitat of the legendary Overus Achieverus. Known far and wide as the single most organized creature on the planet, Overus even falls short of her own standards sometimes. Fortunately for us, I was able to silently uncover and track one of these beasts to her home.