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| Friday, April 11, 2003 I'm truly impressed at the competitive nature some women have. To make up rules and use a pseudonym to win an item in a silent auction that you're disqualified from participating in because you're a moderator takes an overdeveloped survival of the fittest instinct. And people wonder why I prefer hanging out with guys? Okay, I need to calm down and look at the big picture. I jacked up two items to over $160 and the proceeds go to a Special Olympics team my company is sponsoring. So a group of kids will get prettier uniforms this year. Hurrah. And it's really no big deal that this woman left me so upset and shocked that my hands were shaking... or that there's an effort to shut me up now. Supposedly, the CEO was contacted to try to get another item and I was told to make a decision today whether or not I would buy it at my last bid. No way. So then I was told that the issue was closed. Because I didn't accept your "win-win solution" does not mean this is over. Is that arrogance or fear? Even if the CEO was contacted, the item is no longer the goal. An admission of underhanded actions is what I'm after now... or should I forget about it and move on? What's the worst that can happen if I drop this? I could lose all sense of self-respect or I could get so resentful that I explode and create an embarrassing scene. hmm... what's the best case scenario? I forget this situation and I never see that woman again (thankfully, she's on a different floor so, as long as I don't have to set up a meeting, I'm clear). Now on the flip side, what's the worst case scenario if I go through with this? She might get a bad performance review (boo hoo!) or this turns into a sensational scandal that I'm caught in the middle of. hmm... Okay, what's the best case scenario? Eliza successfully tackles conflict and is a new, self-confident yet diplomatic woman. Ding! Ding! I do have a couple of days to wuss out though... Friday, April 04, 2003 Yanked twice? Unbelievable!!! I went to Target(tm) on Wednesday night to get a few things for myself and also for Dave since I was on my way to his apartment. I decided to go to the one on Elston which was the biggest retail mistake I've made. I was in the cosmetics section looking for a little locker-type mirror for my work cube. If you've been there, you'd know that those aisles are narrow so I left my empty cart at the end which was less than 3 feet away from the mirrors. When I went back to toss in my find, my cart was MIA. Sure, it was empty but I was at the front of the store and there were plenty of carts. Grumbling about inconsiderate people, I got a new cart. Next on the shopping list was conditioner so I rolled my cart over to that aisle and, once again, left it at the end to not clog up the aisle. I found my Thermasilk conditioner and returned to my cart. Gone again!! In less than five minutes, I lost two carts. Lazy stinking people! By this point, I'm furious and a big proponent of gentrification. I think I'll take Angie's advice and only go there on Sunday mornings. Monday, March 31, 2003 Breakfast: Grande skim, tofee nut latte Lunch: Lean Cuisine, baby! Mid-day snack: Nothing, unfortunately Dinner: Kamehachi I passed! YAY! Who cares that I got the equivalent of a C? I'll start convincing myself that I set the curve. I loved curved grading scales when I was in undergrad. Pride is a funny thing. So I rewarded myself by buying the new Motorola T720... and got one for my brother for which he paid me back, of course. The Chu siblings are now AT&T wireless customers. My old phone is still working but I'm thinking about getting the number changed and giving it to my parents. It's a cute phone and I'd hate to leave it collecting dust in my limited closet space. I'll have to look into my options. Blech. I'm tired now. It's been an eventful day. Geez, is this one of those "you know you're getting old when"? Sad. |