Asking for Favors

OK, here is my Work Guy story from yesterday...

As we all remember from last week, Work Guy doesn't like me for his own reasons, but we sort of ironed things out and everything is basically copacetic. While things are better, I would hardly refer to him as a "buddy". So, I was a little surprised to get the following email yesterday morning:

"AM,

I have a quick question for you. My nephew will be a senior at Harvard this year majoring in Business. He would really like to go into buy side equity analysis, and is hoping to find a school year internship in that field. I remember from talking with you boyfriend at our Christmas party that he works for XYZ Money Management. Could you check with him and see if they have any formal internship programs, or if they have a need for an intern this fall?

Thanks in advance,

Work Guy"

Yea, how about "Fuck you, asshole!" OK, so I didn't actually write that, even though I wanted to. Seriously, it is not like we finished lunch last week with a hug and an agreement to be best friends. It was actually sort of tense and kinda weird...he made it clear that he didn't like me all that much and basically promised only to not be openly hostile.

Apparently his idea of not being openly hostile is asking for favors. Now, I love networking...I love introducing people and helping people with things like this. But basically only people that I like!!! Or at least people that like me...

So, I sent The Boy an email saying that I was going to send him another email asking about internships and copy Work Guy, and that he was to respond that they don't have Interns or that they do, but the boss' son is already signed on or whatever. Presto...Work Guy gets a response from The Boy about how I asked him about internships, but unfortunately they already have their interns lined up, but that he will ask around at some other places to see if anyone is looking.

So now I look like a nice girl, even though I was not very nice at all:-) I am so devious!!!

Television recaps

Super short update today because I have all sorts of shit to do. I actually have a funny story about the Work Guy from last week but I will hold it until tomorrow until it plays out entirely.

So for today...what did we think of The Sopranos on Sunday? At first I thought the cable went out, and then I thought it was kind of a bummer, but the more I think of it, the more I really liked it. And not just because of the liberal use of Journey (I have had "Don't Stop Beleivin'" in my head all week...)

I know everyone is all pissy about it because it just cut off, and Tony didn't get killed or anything, but I sort of like it that way. Mainly...life doesn't have massive, dramatic beginnings and endings...and if you are making a show that is supposed to be realistic, then you can't wrap everything up nicely all the time.

And in fairness, they did wrap a lot up...Paulie Walnuts is the new #2, they made peace with Brooklyn, AJ is back to being an ass, and Carmela and Meadow have demonstrated once and for all that they will always operate with their heads buried in the sand, so long as the money keeps flowing. Junior gets the messiest death of all, even if we didn't have to watch it.

So, I guess I did like it...although I can't say I loved it. There was still too much filler in the last episode, and too much stuff that added nothing to the story. And maybe if they actually had indicted Tony, it would have felt a little better, but all in all it was an OK ending.

And, with the help of Journey, I thought the last scene was brilliant. There was such a reliance on typical film stereotypes that made it seem like tons of stuff was about to happen just because of the way it was filmed. Which meant that when nothing did happen, it seemed like something had...

Anyway, just my two cents...I am sure everyone who watched has an opinion.

An Uneventful Monday Night

The weather is way too nice to be inside these days. I have to be careful about leaving the building for lunch because there is a serious temptation to not come back inside afterwards. Last night was really nice, even though it was a little bit overcast.

Munchkin had a baseball game, which they won, so now they have made the playoffs officially. She still has two more games and then said playoffs, and she is super excited that she is on a good team. As for me, I stopped and got a chicken parm sub and sat by myself eating and watching the game for the first few innings. That is pretty much heaven in my book:-) I was more social and chatted with some of the parents towards the end of the game.

She is actually at school today. When the kids enter "middle school" (I put it in quotes because it is in the same building, just a different set of classrooms) the class expands a little bit and they bring a few more students in. Most kids enter in kindergarten or first grade, and then they don't add new kids until 6th grade. Then they add some more again in 9th grade. Munchkin was an exception...she started in 4th, but was the only kid to join the class after 1st grade. Officially they made an exception for her because she had a "unique life experience that could add to the group," but there is also the chance that Papa Bear called in some social favors, as well. If so, he won't say...

Anyway, the process of getting accepted into the sixth grade is pretty involved, with a lot of weight on students' grades and test scores and extracurricular activities (if this sounds like college, it is not that far off...). There are also interviews of both students and parents by the administration, the teachers and the students. Munchkin and three other kids were asked to be the students in this process, so she and the other kids are at school meeting potential new students today. I am proud of her that her teachers and the principal picked her to do it:-)

The Boy's sister and her wife happened to walk by the baseball field, so I had a little chat with them, too. His sister is starting to get a little bit of a belly:-) She makes an adorable pregnant girl...lol. She also said "Hey, I hear you have a blog!" So, I guess we can all now welcome yet another new reader: The Boy's Sister. This is beginning to spiral moderately out of control...lol. The day his Mom asks if she can read, I am deleting the whole thing:-P

One final note: Congrats to povosgirl on her new job:-)

Weekend and Work Guy

Hope everyone had a good weekend:-) Despite the warnings from the weather people, it was actually really nice at the beach. Saturday afternoon was sunny, and yesterday was pretty sunny all day long. It wasn't super, super warm, but it was nice enough to lay out yesterday, and nice enough on Saturday to be outside all day.

That made for a pretty fun weekend. There was a big crowd at the beach house...me, The Boy, Smoking Hot Roommate & The Rocket Scientist, Papa Bear and his Lady Friend, Munchkin and two of her friends and two other friends of me and SHR. Big Sis was a no-show because she was working all weekend (everyone give a sympathetic "awww" in unison).

Would you all laugh at me if I told you that The Boy and I sleep in separate rooms when we are down there? Papa Bear likes to run a morally upright household whenever he can...LOL.

Anyway, the final chapter in the Work Guy saga was Friday, and I think it went pretty well. We had lunch and talked for at least an hour and a half or so. Part of the problem is definitely that he measures me against the Associates, and I don't have the experience they have (I went over the whole org structure here if you need crib notes). So, if the dipshit had simply paid attention from the start, we could have avoided much of this aggravation...

But there is another part of his issue that is just him feeling like I don't belong here, and got hired only because of "family connections". Which is true, sort of...I have no business being here based on simply my academic or professional credentials (everyone else has at least two degrees from Ivy League schools. I...um...do not.) However, to be really technical, I didn't get hired by Papa Bear because I am friends with his daughter. I got a summer internship here for that reason, and then I got hired because the investment staff unanimously recommended it after my internship. Yes, that included the same guy who now hates me...

But anyway, he apologized for making the crack last week to the CEO of another company, and promised that he wouldn't be openly hostile to me anymore. I still don't get the impression that he is going to request my efforts on anything he is working on, but I can live with that. I just don't want to have any ongoing feuds with anyone. So, for now I guess that is pretty much it. I think he is being petty and vindictive, but if he doesn't think I can help, then I can't force him to let me work on stuff that he has to answer for...so...I guess that's about it.

Anyway, The Boy thinks I am hilarious:-P Should we encourage him to read through the archives? Or should I just maybe highlight a couple of good posts for him... Maybe everyone would like to highlight their favorites;-)

The Beach, The Boy and The Blog

Happy Friday everyone;-) Anyone have any weekend plans of note?

I am supposed to go to the beach with Munchkin, two of her friends, The Boy, Smoking Hot Roommate, The Rocket Scientist and a couple of our friends, but the weather is looking kind of blah, so we may cancel that. Tomorrow is maybe going to rain a bit and be sort of chilly. The kids are really easy to watch if they can be on the beach all day, but if that is not an option, it becomes sort of a pain to keep them occupied. So we will see...we may not decide until this afternoon.

Work Guy has accepted my invitation for lunch today, replying "That sounds like a good idea," to my email. We'll see what he has to say. A couple of the other guys in the office offered to run some reconnaissance for me, but I don't think that will really be necessary. I am not expecting to actually have a fight...lol.

Chicken fingers last night...good as always! On the downside, we missed The Scooper Bowl because I thought it ran until 8:00 yesterday but it only went until 6:00. So that was a bummer:-( Not that we didn't still get ice cream, it just isn't the same when you can't eat a little bit of a whole bunch of different flavors.

We have a special new reader today:-) One of my most favorite people in the world finally asked me if he could read my blog, and I sent him the address this morning.

So, everyone give a big, hearty, Blogland welcome to: The Boy. Welcome aboard, Buddy;-)

And, in the spirit or ensuring that he never reads this again after today, I should share this little, totally X-rated ditty: I gave him a hand job the other night...hee hee (sorry, Buddy, I tend to share a lot:-D). I'm pretty sure I haven't done that since at least High School (probably longer...seriously, kinda what is the point?) but I guess the classics never go out of style...

There is actually a longer story to the actual events, but it relies heavily on some Blog-Classified stuff, so I can't share it here. (If that isn't an invitation to ask me offline, I don't know what is...:-D). File it under the broad heading of "Relaying past experiences"...

So, on that note, have a good weekend:-)

[And now we start the clock on how long before I get a "Why didn't you warn me about that?!?!" phone call...hee hee:-)]