Désolée, mon président est un idiot. Je n'ais pas voté pour lui.

So I've been meaning (and failing) to ask: who left two copies of the
American Traveler International Apology Shirt at our New Years party, because I should acknowledge the gifts properly (if gifts they were) or return them (if gift they weren't).

In a couple months, the company is taking the entire engineering department to Cancun (because we survived three years of pay freeze, four or so rounds of layoffs, etc, etc - you've been through it too - also as incentive to ship six major releases on time). Anyway, I'll be in an actual foreign country, with cow-orkers from the Canadian, British, French, and German offices; it seems like a natural time to wear it.

you may say to yourself, "my god, what have I done?"

Arisia unemployment doesn't last long. I've agreed to be stunt double for the poor sod who agreed to take on Sign Shop at the last minute (in addition to Logistics). I have approximately no time at all to absorb miss_chance's brain, figure out what signs we have (I've got the inventory from last year, and I'll be able to take physical inventory on Thursday), and prognosticate and generate whatever we need, before Friday morning. I mean, I know it's do-able, and I know I can do it, but... I dunno, it's the Legion Of Ex-Conchairs to the rescue, again, or something.