I can't decide whether or not this is depressing.

Your LJ Slut Stats!
Out of your 113 friends, percentages you have:
met		34.51%
hugged		31.85%
dated		4.42%
kissed		14.15%
seen shirtless		27.43%
seen naked		12.38%
had net sex		3.53%
made out with		11.5%
had oral sex		7.07%
fucked		4.42%
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(I will need to do this again a week from today :)

Story of my life.

Over the weekend I received, at my work email, a message from the guy at Man Asses Public Schools, saying that Splatcom, my employer, has made it to the next stage of the selection/evaluation process on the merits of our written proposal. So this is a big woohoo! for all concerned, and especially for me since I was one of the few voices pressing my employer to continue with the bid even as the top brass argued, on the day before the proposal was due, that it was an unwinnable proposition. So now we have this official invitation to participate in oral presentations—and further non-official evidence, in the form of a phone conversation, to suggest that Man Asses really likes our offer but wishes we could make it not quite so expensive.

So far, so good. So far, and no ferre.

On receiving this official notification, I forward it to everybody on the proposal team, saying, We need to meet as early as possible Monday to discuss resource allocation, format for the oral presentation, and a specific game plan for getting everything done. Then I go to our Lotus Notes meeting scheduler, discover that everybody involved is free at 11 this morning, and so schedule a meeting and a room and a conference call bridge, and sent out the invites. Without acknowledging either my email forwarding the Man Asses document or my meeting invitation, Bug Doldrums, Division Head of the relevant team, schedules a meeting at 4 p.m. today to do, one gathers, precisely the same thing. He does not invite me to this meeting. The only word I get from Bug is 'What's the subect [of your meeting]?' despite my having addressed the agenda in both the email and the invitation.

I learnt this from one of the 11 a.m. meeting participants, about 10 minutes into our meeting. At which point I immediately adjourned that meeting and advised all the team members that they should feel free to contact me should they need anything done, but unless and until someone did so, I was DONE with the Man Asses bid.

Fucker.