Oh today was long. We’ve been getting our insignia shipments in, WB left them on her desk. I’m slightly pissed about it because this is stuff we’re completely out of. Flag patches for the uniforms, they were in a box that hadn’t been opened yet. Could have sold half of them over halloween. Had a Marine come in, we were his last ditch effort before heading to an officer’s gathering in getting insignia. They were in a box, unopened. (But at least one wish has come true – he was in his dress blues *prrrrrrrrrrrr*). Spent most of the day pricing and stocking the stuff. Almost done, spent yesterday doing the patches. Dipshit, the one that used to work for us, really fucked over the organization. You can’t find jack crap! So, I reorganized some of it. SL is planning on re-organizing it into branches of service, so the morons that work with me don’t confuse the Navy/Marine capt’s bars with AF/Army. MM asked me how well I knew the insignia, said I’ve answered his questions up to this point. Told him I was pretty good at it, and what I didn’t know I could pick up quick. He said, from now on, he’s asking me. Not WB. I really don’t get her. When I’m wrong, I’ll admit it. I know I don’t know everything. Because I know that, I suddenly don’t know anything and she won’t ask me any questions or even try to learn. She just pretends she knows. Then passes it off to me. I just don’t get that shit. Never have, doubt I ever will.

In other realms, I’m in the process of making a Druid’s egg for a new dedicant. I’m scrimshawing it out of an Emu egg. I’ve got all the knotwork penned on, now I just have to attack it with something sharp enough to break the shell. I’ll get a picture of it and post it, before I hand it off. I’m quite happy so far.

In other universaii…
I was supposed to go sign the buyer’s agreement for the Element, to get my loan tonight. Didn’t make it. This brainchild locked her keys in her car again, twice. Got the rear door open, and promptly closed it, after locking it. Fun. MM said he’s going to make me a spare key tomorrow to keep in my locker. The one that was there didn’t work (the key that mirrored for this one went home with a woman who promised to return it, and never did – bitch). Anyway, tomorrow I’m taking care of it during my lunch break, the loan paperwork should be here by Friday, overnight it ASAP, then have a new car on Tuesday. That means Friday and Sunday (possibly some of Tuesday) will be cleaning my current car to see how much I can get out of it. It’s about to die anyway, might as well get something for it.