Babies, Consistency and Roses





Dreamed about babies last night. It was work and it was a party. There was a baby and I was trying to keep track of it. At one point the baby looked at me and said, do you mind stepping out of the room so we (meaning the guy sitting on the bed) can have some man talk? I just thought that was so clever and I went around telling everyone how smart that boy was. Then there was a wild party and all the ladies from work were drunk in the kitchen and started taking off their clothes and dancing around and spilling drinks on the floor. I sat alone in the other room and thought about what morons they were. As usual I would be getting in trouble for not going along with them. But really, most of the time it's stuff as stupid and mindless as dancing naked in the kitchen so if I don't want to I'm just not going to compromise.

Long story right? And I didn't even get to the part about feeding the baby. I was always worrying about whether the baby was getting its bottle. It was so complicated trying to mix formula and fill the bottle, then find the baby, who wandered around the party and then feed him. And hurt feelings of those who also wanted to feed the baby but I was pushy and got there first.

Are you overwhelmed? My boss hates my writing style. She says, it's overwhelming, be more concise. I think her list of priorities is:

1. Consistent (can be redundant, useless, and time consuming but everyone must be doing it the same damn way.)
2. Consistent (because that is the highest goal and most important thing. If you do it a different way and it's still good you are screwed because it's not consistent.)
3. Actually I don't think there is a three. If it's consistent then you're good. If it's not well.....
4. Oh yeah, concise. If it takes more than 2 sentences to explain call her on the phone because she won't be able to follow.

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