05.18.05

We've got protective custody of a manager trainee this week. It's nice to have the extra body. However, the trainee moves as swiftly as a glacier, and with as much thought. Nice person, but going to be dependent on the quality of his hires. Which, if he chooses wisely, it will be fine.

I had the pleasure of showing him how to work with Petey (the Paper Folder o' Doom) yesterday. Today, I let the trainee loose with Petey and a pile of papers to fold. Oh. My. Goodness. Thank goodness, 500 fliers were printed on the wrong paper. He (finally) finished the 250 we had and moved on in his very sincere, but horribly bumbling, way. I caught up the slack and had everything done lickety-split.

Lickety-split. Hmm. Where does that come from? *wanders off in an etymological haze*
Whoa. Seems to be of murky origins, though Take Our Word for It has some interesting ideas, as does the Straight Dope. Of course, looking that up distracted me for an hour.

Argh. Oh the trauma of being a logophile. Or would logomaniac be a better word choice?

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