gyzym

So, amongst the shitstorm of craziness I'm dealing with at my job this week, I've been assigned a task that I don't want to talk about because:

a) It is asinine
b) It is asinine
c) It involved a conversation in which I said, "Hey, can you forward me the email chain with the information I'll need," and the person who assigned me this task said, "No, I have deleted it, but I have a hard copy," which lead to me being given A 120 PAGE PRINTOUT OF OTHER PEOPLE'S EMAILS, WHAT DECADE IS THIS, WHO DOES THIS.

However. One of the things this task involves is me creating a world map marking off certain countries, and when I google image searched "world map labeled" for a reference, this is the first thing that came up. (To be fair, my work computer is running Internet Explorer Version Caveman; it was the second result to pop up when I ran the search on my Mac.)



DEAR WHOEVER MADE THIS MAP: I THINK YOU MISSED A SPOT

ETA: Apparently this map is actually about volcanoes, which kind of excuses the gaps, although it does not excuse Zaire or the fact that it is THE FIRST OR SECOND RESULT WHEN GOOGLING FOR A LABELED WORLD MAP.

But at least things make more sense now, y/y?

I have changed my layout again, because I was lulled by the siren song of procrastination pretty graphics.

ON AN ANGRIER NOTE:

( A QUICK FEMINIST RANT BECAUSE SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HELL WAS IN THE WATER HERE TODAY: )

Well, I feel better now :D

TRYING TO FINISH COFFEESHOP AU TONIGHT, BUT THAT MIGHT NOT HAPPEN. WE SHALL SEE.

ETA FOR THE LULZ:

gyzym: Oh, man, I have to finish that fest fic that's due tomorrow. I should probably not have signed up for that.
elrhiarhodan: Whoops!
gyzym: I DID NOT FORESEE INCEPTION, OKAY
elrhiarhodan: NO ONE FORESEES INCEPTION.

Brb I'll be over here DYING

OKAY, LET'S BE CLEAR HERE.

Time it Is Acceptable To Talk On The Phone In The Library:
-A family member is going to the emergency room, and you need to get the details while you are packing up your things.
-You yourself need to go to the emergency room, and need to secure one of those rides with sirens.
-Someone/something is on fire.

Times it Is Not Acceptable To Talk On The Phone In The Library:
-Any other time.

TIMES IT IS ACCEPTABLE TO SCREAM INTO YOUR PHONE ABOUT YOUR FUCKING VERIZON BILL IN THE GODDAMN LIBRARY:
NEVER. NEVER. NEEEEEEVER, SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I TAKE THAT PHONE OUT OF YOUR HAND AND BEAT YOU WITH IT, OH MY FUCKING GOD. SERIOUSLY, LADY, THERE IS A DOOR RIGHT THERE. STEP. OUT. OF. IT. SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO WRITE PORN STUDY.

*TEARS OUT HAIR*