Today is the first day of Orientation. Actually, Orientation starts in about 25 minutes. So far, all we've accomplished is checking in. They blocked off 90 minutes for us to pick up a packet and name tags. And, Haaaavuhd students, being the overachievers that they are, all managed to show up within the first 10 minutes. Ridiculous. (In my defense, I was there early so I could peace out and check in at work. Which, I understand, doesn't make me sound any less nerdy. But if I didn't have to meet with Whitecastle this morning, I wouldn't have shown up until 9:52am.)
Speaking of ridiculous, my Little Leaguers beat the Canadians merciless yesterday. 8-0. Whitecastle seemed to take this news well, until he started veering off track.
(Discussing collaborators we've never met)
Whitecastle: Her name doesn't look it, but she sounds like an Asian woman on the phone. Very docile.
Moi: What!? OK. When you work on this [presentation I'm supposed to send over to him] on Wednesday night, you're going to find only 2 slides done.
Whitecastle: And you'll find your contract terminated on Thursday morning.
Always with the upperhand.
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