#ooc

Hey!

I have a meeting in 15, but I'll jump in as I can.

No rush, no worries, all optional

waves!

Hi

Lawd. 🏡 THUD

How are you both?

Or does 'THUD' pretty much sum it up?

Mostly "SQUINT" is for me. Eyes are giving me a lot of trouble today.

I'm sorry, Rahne. hugs Does enlarging the font help?

Somewhat.

Do we want to try to carry on? You both should have gotten PBEM memories.

Got them, haven't had a chance to review, gimme a sec.

I can assume that Brekke has whatever info is in there?

You can.

hmmm

Read it

Okay, read the one thread I got. Was there any interaction with him after that?

I remember some other encounter where peacock feathers were evident.

As I recall, there was some attempt to track/trace him but he disappeared into Willows.

Okay, that's what I thought. And that effort to track made it clear that it was Rereardus?

I think we can agree on yes for that one. Another peacock feather thing? I don't think that was me.

Okay.

I think it's your move, Shady.

I think I want to quit

Quit?

Sorry, Catnik. Sounds like you had an awful day, based on FB.

Oh dear Reads Sorry, Catnik

Do you want to tell us what happened?

I had to pull dress shoes for a fitting, so I pulled the bin of 10.5 and larger brown dress shoes slightly out from under the shirts. Pulled shoes. Completed fitting (#5 of the day). Sometime around 7:30, after other fittings and things, went up to stock to put it down for the night and went to push the bin back into place but couldn't because it was overloaded with shoes, and several had tumbled between the bin and the wall. The bin has black dress boots & patent tux shoes, and black loafers in it and was totally full of shoes that weren't supposed to be there because I am unable to maintain any level of organization with my stock because the kids just SHOVE shit in the first fucking bin and it makes even more work than me just doing everything myself and that is what made me cry

I had 6 fittings today and for fuck's sake Elise (#6), I KNOW that the dress does not fit, that is why I am literally seam ripping off the sleeves as you are wearing it and re-pinning them.

And I don't know how I am going to do all of her notes, and all of KJ's notes, and all of the notes on the 12 actors and forty costumes in the next 9 days.

Good grief.

Sit the fucking director down in front of a sewing machine.

While teaching my full course load, and supervising 13 undergraduates in the shop who need tasks

Nothing but Greek plays (togas) for the next three years.

the students are doing their absolute best, bless them

no

togas are more work

shit I can buy at goodwill

and gabes

modern

Fair. They're only allowed to do Rent. That's it.

No wonder you're frustrated

I feel like I am doing very poorly at all of my jobs

You're not. But those kids need to have it explained to them that they're making your job more difficult when they're sloppy with storage.

And I don't know how the department expects you to do all that.

Storage is suffering from a year of me with no help, and then at least another year of Wendy not giving a shit & letting it go to pot

The fucking Dean is worthless admin-sucking toadie