Happiness is. . .

Here’s what frustration and angst look like:

What you’re looking at here is the landing page for the Burning Man Main Sale.

Please note the unusual “Enter access code” with semi-invisible button, something none of us were told about in any communications prior to the sale.

Also, the drop down menus for $425 Ticket and $100 Vehicle Pass have no other option but ‘0’.

I kept reloading the page, because I’m not about to stop shopping until the Org has announced that tickets have sold out.

A few times I was even told that the tickets were “Sold Out” but there was no official announcement on Twitter so I kept trying.

Finally, I was able to select ‘2’ for tickets and ‘1’ for vehicle pass and progress to the next screen, which also had invisible buttons and multiple page reloads but finally, I got my ticket confirmation.

This, my friends, is what happiness looks like:

It wasn’t the most robust system and it certainly wasn’t the most intuitive system, what with all the invisible buttons and page reloads, but I persevered and now I have tickets for Burning Man.

Mind you, I logged in to buy tickets at 12:03 pm after my attempts to login via the webmail button I was sent failed and I had to go through the link in my Burner Profile.

My sale was completed at 2:27 pm.

I’m pretty sure I scrambled for some of the last tickets being sold.

But I’m happy.

And I wish all the other burners out there looking for tickets a speedy and successful search.

Winner, winner chicken dinner!

I’m just going to say this because it makes me happy.

Today one of my bosses complimented my work on a project.

I virtually BLOSSOMED from the compliment!

It was so nice to hear, especially after I BOMBED helping out a colleague by providing support for her VIP.

Ok, maybe I didn’t bomb.

But I sure as hell didn’t get any compliments.

So you can imagine that this compliment was MUSIC to my ears.

My boss then proceeded to ask me to sit on a hiring committee because I know the university culture and can make suggestions regarding acculturation.

Of course I said yes.

And can I tell you, I’m pleased as punch to have someone appreciate my talents in the office.

I’ve been doing this 14 years.

I hope I’ve learned a thing or two.

To be honest, BOMBING with the VIP contributed to my newfound success with my own boss.

It made me think about how to better support my boss’ activities and research.

I started to emulate what my colleague does to support her VIP.

And wouldn’t you know it?

It’s being met with approval.

I must thank her for going on vacation and giving me training on what she does to support her VIP.

Clearly, she knows how to support someone with a complex calendar and set of activities.

Winner, winner chicken dinner!