février 13, 2004
elevate me.
the elevator at work has died. they are in the throes of fixing it, which apparently involves lots of drilling and a few acetylene torches--a nice background din for the masses. and it wouldn't bother me, except for the fact that i have to do my 'microphone configuration training,' which will ultimately allow me to provide the voiceover narration for our online virtual tours. apparently, my microphone is sensitive enough that it is picking up the grinding noises in the background, and thus refusing to recognize my voice; apparently, it thinks i'm speaking some sort of grindy moon language. interesting.
so anyway. that's frustrating. like many other things. it being friday the 13th and all, i suppose that makes sense.
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