Fresh anemic blood
Three new chumps for the tech floor heading to training. They look like they got rounded up out of the Star Of Hope Homeless Shelter Ward.
Well, at least the trainer and the supervisors learned from their "Hire a dozen chumps at once and then try to shadow two or three off of each phone tech" mistakes. Hopefully, they'll do multiple batches of two and three to polish these chumps into something semi-useful.
We're short one for phones, short one for chats, and I feel like crap.
Yeah, today's going to be a dance-on-the-daffodils fun kind of day.
Sitting on this barstool, acting like a damn fool
Usually, it's Piper or Nardo on the barstools, but Frisky got up on the barstool for a bit and had a gander...
Okay, I put him up there. I picked him up, gave him a hug, and plopped him down on the barstool to keep him from out of the reach of Nardo.
Every now and then, a barstool is arranged so that a cat crawling through the bookshelves has to go through the metal frame backing. It's always amusing when they thing they can sprint or leap through it and end up twanging a paw against the frame.
Smug little furry acrobats.