I have exactly 8 minutes before I'm supposed to drive to pick up Carlos so this is truly a celebral leavings of the worst kind....
I'm on this workgroup. (Because that is what we do in the government...we get on workgroups, taskgroups, committees, working teams, etc etc etc.) Today the chair of this workgroup, who I really like a lot, called me and asked me if I knew a woman...we'll call her Jaime- since that's what she called her - Burgess. No, I don't think so, I replied. Why? Because she wants to be on our workgroup, but apparently has a rep for not working and playing well with others. Immediately, I want this woman on our workgroup. I'm picturing an absolute beast, physically intimidating, mustached, eyes that sort of drift in different directions...crazed. The type whose clothing choices always include something official. Like an agency uniform jacket or hat... I picture me sitting next to her in meetings and whispering things to get her fired up. I don't know Jaime. Never met her. I love her. She and I are to be best friends.
"Well...." my friend, Group Leader, says, "Its funny because Andrea (the agency rep from Jaime's agency who sits on our workgroup) is pretty set on vetoing her being on the group in any sort of official capacity..."
"Then invite her to sit in and contribute UNOFFICIALLY." I say, wondering what jobs my agency has open or coming open. We should hire her. Put her in my office. In a little desk at the foot of mine...
"I don't have anything against her. She seemed sort of brusque, but apparently a lot of people really don't like her..."
I'm hearing violins. Birds chirping... "Yeah, well, whatever. Everyone on this workgroup is burned out. It's ridiculous. New blood is just what we need."
"When I met Jaime, she came over and introduced herself to me and shook my hand. Right after she left, Andrea leaned over the table and told me in a whisper to go wash my hands. She said that Jaime doesn't wash her hands after she uses the bathroom..."
Jesus. First how does Andrea know this? Second can we add it to our Action Plan and be done with it?
Tomorrow I fly to portland to attend a week long interagency TOOOLS conference. Yes, tools! With people who monitor your potty time and such. I can hardly wait.
On another note: Cyn Dee and I rode Corrals last night. NOT the hardest ride, but NOT the weeniest. It was a beautiful night and a good ride.
This is pretty sedate, I know...but my 8 minutes are up. I'll be more clever in P-land. Where I intend to Make Friends and Influence People!
Today I will actually ATTEND the Tools Shin Dig. Because my former boss, Janisis will drag me there. Despite the fact that I have several hygeine challenged street kids perfectly willing to stand in for us on a moments notice. It's amazing what a few bucks will buy you here, homeless skills wise. In Seattle, the homeless really aren't willing to do more than sing or dance or stage manage their cats to do cat dignity compromised tricks for a few bucks. I get the feeling that here, however, a mere few hundred miles south, the radically less privaleged are sincere in their signs that say, "Will _______ For Food. Whatever."