Current mood: 
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Today was the last day for Red Lobster's Endless Shrimp special and since Marcus and I go every year when they have that, he took me out tonight for an early Valentine's Day dinner. Man, after five helpings of shrimp, I am stuffed!
I can't remember if I've written about this or not and I don't feel like searching my archives. I'm supposed to be taking a class this five weeks that has to do with computer technology. Since I have an associates degree in that already and since the teacher and I have had many a technology-related discussion on many occasions, she told me that I should test out of the class. She said there was nothing in that class that we'd discuss that I didn't already know. Well, it costs $100 to test out and we already know I'm in a financial bind. So, she calls me on Friday and tells me that a person in charge is on her back at getting me to test out. The higher up couldn't accept my A+ certification as proof that I have some technical knowledge. She claims that has nothing to do with design and the teacher told her that her class that she teaches has nothing to do with design, either. It also figures that none of those darned classes at CollegeAmerica transfer. All these stupid accredidation rules they have. Blah, Blah, Blah. Anyway, I told her I didn't have the money. She then tells me that she's going to email me a test to take at home and I'm to email it back by Sunday afternoon so she can grade it and the school can just arrange a payment plan for me to pay for it. Cool. So, I get the test that evening and scanned the questions—piece of cake! I filled it out when I got home from work and before Marcus took me out to eat and sent it to her. I got 100%! So, that's one less class I have to worry about and pay for. WhooHoo!!! Now, if only I can get this portfolio done in a week (presentations are a week from tomorrow).
It's cracking me up at work. Since this one guy that everybody was mad at got fired and he's not there to direct their anger at, everybody else is turning on each other. I'm just sitting back observing and laughing. When I left today, the manager and the assistant he's got a crush on were yelling at each other. Too funny.
OK, I'm going to go get some rest before I get sick again. G'night.
fullToday was the last day for Red Lobster's Endless Shrimp special and since Marcus and I go every year when they have that, he took me out tonight for an early Valentine's Day dinner. Man, after five helpings of shrimp, I am stuffed!
I can't remember if I've written about this or not and I don't feel like searching my archives. I'm supposed to be taking a class this five weeks that has to do with computer technology. Since I have an associates degree in that already and since the teacher and I have had many a technology-related discussion on many occasions, she told me that I should test out of the class. She said there was nothing in that class that we'd discuss that I didn't already know. Well, it costs $100 to test out and we already know I'm in a financial bind. So, she calls me on Friday and tells me that a person in charge is on her back at getting me to test out. The higher up couldn't accept my A+ certification as proof that I have some technical knowledge. She claims that has nothing to do with design and the teacher told her that her class that she teaches has nothing to do with design, either. It also figures that none of those darned classes at CollegeAmerica transfer. All these stupid accredidation rules they have. Blah, Blah, Blah. Anyway, I told her I didn't have the money. She then tells me that she's going to email me a test to take at home and I'm to email it back by Sunday afternoon so she can grade it and the school can just arrange a payment plan for me to pay for it. Cool. So, I get the test that evening and scanned the questions—piece of cake! I filled it out when I got home from work and before Marcus took me out to eat and sent it to her. I got 100%! So, that's one less class I have to worry about and pay for. WhooHoo!!! Now, if only I can get this portfolio done in a week (presentations are a week from tomorrow).
It's cracking me up at work. Since this one guy that everybody was mad at got fired and he's not there to direct their anger at, everybody else is turning on each other. I'm just sitting back observing and laughing. When I left today, the manager and the assistant he's got a crush on were yelling at each other. Too funny.
OK, I'm going to go get some rest before I get sick again. G'night.
contemplative
relieved
Name: LaDonna
