The hole into which I was cast at work turns out to terminate on bedrock. Imagine my evil delight as the sands have shifted underneath the rest of the organization.

My coffee companion has given notice and will put in a formal resignation on Monday. The organization's taking a serious hit there. She's been doing an amazingly efficient job with a particularly difficult caseload under... under our normal circumstances which are less-than-ideal at the best of times and usually much, much worse. The worker who's slated to take her spot on the front end has already come to my office to cry. The reassurance she's gotten, that she's the only one who can possibly do the work, isn't helping her out at all.

The Joint Commission is now two months behind their expected arrival date. The tension peaked and passed and things are getting ragged again. I expect it's part of their plan.

My old boss has told me that I'd be well-advised to keep my head down lest I get caught up in the personnel-movement frenzy that we've been having lately. There is no longer any good place to go within my agency. As I said at the top, the hole I'm in is the coziest place to be. There's just one wee, little problem with that. On Thursday of this last week I got word that my Division Director wants to talk with me.

Meh.

That's work. Here's the reason that I'm not allowed to choose where we go for dinner except in very special company. "Steakhouse or Gay Bar" This is a game that I play to lose. Of course, if you play the game long enough and let your thoughts run... in the general direction of my thoughts, then even "Steak and Shake" will begin to launch "restaurant" visions that include food-service in the same way that the blowing-the-pizza-boy scene includes food-service.

On a side note, my invasion plans for Canada have been stymied by virtue of the first wave being thoroughly feminized while I wasn't looking. I'm reduced to looking for a bulk supplier of cute, open-toed snowshoes and figuring out how to synchronize imaginary PMS across a continent. SPECTRE never has these problems. I wonder if they have any suggestions over at the Legion of Doom.