DR. WEIR
I don't know what the hell I was thinking when I agreed to take this job. I think that part of me, a large part, didn't really believe what the President told me. My first week on the job and the Earth was almost destroyed. Welcome to the SGC.
Now almost all of our resources are going to find the lost city of Atlantis. It is imperative that we find a way to save Colonel O'Neill. He's probably the greatest hero that Earth has ever seen, and a nice guy, too.
I really expected more resistance from him; he was after all General Hammond's second in command as will as his friend. Daniel...Dr. Jackson said the Hammond ordered him to co-operate, but that Jack really was a good guy. I trust Daniel's judgment.
Now I spend much of my time helping Daniel try to translate text and chase down legends. Daniel Jackson is probably the smartest man I have ever met. He speaks twenty-three languages, twenty-three! You would think that he would have a huge ego but he doesn't. If anything he seems to be a little shy.
I have to watch myself because I am starting to have very unprofessional feelings about Daniel. Not only am I his boss but I have to be twenty years older. Maybe if he weren't so damn good looking it would be easier. Sometimes when we work together and I look into his eyes and he is really intense I feel like I could get lost in those eyes and never find my way out. The other day I went into his office and he was bending over a table and his ass was RIGHT there. He must have heard me because he turned around and asked me, "Did you want something, Susan?" Did I want something? I could see myself saying, "Why yes, Daniel, I would like to grab your ass then spin you around, throw you on the table and have my way with you."
I wonder if the President would suspect anything if I asked for a personal class in avoiding sexual harassment? I guess I had better not ask. I promise myself that I will concentrate on work.
Even though the work we are currently doing is of such importance, I find that I am really enjoying it. It is extremely intellectually stimulating and I do not have to deal much with politicians. God, I hate politicians. All of those negotiations I had to do, if any of the parties knew how often I fantasized about strangling each and every one of them I don't think I would ever be invited to negotiate again. Maybe that would be a good thing.
I haven't really gotten a chance to get to know Colonel Carter because she stays in her lab most of the time. The only time that she leaves is when Teal'c drags her out. I had to take Daniel's suggestion and have her escorted off the base and not allowed back until morning. I hear that she was quite abusive to the security personnel. I would have reprimanded her except I found out that the guards actually found it amusing. They even have a betting pool going on how many curse words that she can say per minute. I would have discouraged any kind of betting but the President informs me that it is a way for military personnel to relieve stress, that and no base commander has ever figured out how stop it anyway.
After the President gave me his signed executive order exempting Colonel O'Neill and Colonel Carter from the regulations banning relationships within a chain of command I better understood the stress that Colonel Carter was under going.
I had a brilliant idea that will help me get to know Colonel Carter and relieve stress for both of us. Since tonight is Friday night I went and invited her to go out and get drunk with me. I think that she was going to refuse but I used the very handy tool of guilt. I told her that I needed to get drunk and I really didn't know anyone in Colorado Springs and getting drunk by myself was just sad, so she relented. Daniel said he would join us and Teal'c said that he would look after us because we would need it. I suspect he is right besides someone will have to drive. Hopefully with Carter and Teal'c there I won't do anything stupid like attack Daniel when I'm drunk.
I don't know what the hell I was thinking when I agreed to take this job. I think that part of me, a large part, didn't really believe what the President told me. My first week on the job and the Earth was almost destroyed. Welcome to the SGC.
Now almost all of our resources are going to find the lost city of Atlantis. It is imperative that we find a way to save Colonel O'Neill. He's probably the greatest hero that Earth has ever seen, and a nice guy, too.
I really expected more resistance from him; he was after all General Hammond's second in command as will as his friend. Daniel...Dr. Jackson said the Hammond ordered him to co-operate, but that Jack really was a good guy. I trust Daniel's judgment.
Now I spend much of my time helping Daniel try to translate text and chase down legends. Daniel Jackson is probably the smartest man I have ever met. He speaks twenty-three languages, twenty-three! You would think that he would have a huge ego but he doesn't. If anything he seems to be a little shy.
I have to watch myself because I am starting to have very unprofessional feelings about Daniel. Not only am I his boss but I have to be twenty years older. Maybe if he weren't so damn good looking it would be easier. Sometimes when we work together and I look into his eyes and he is really intense I feel like I could get lost in those eyes and never find my way out. The other day I went into his office and he was bending over a table and his ass was RIGHT there. He must have heard me because he turned around and asked me, "Did you want something, Susan?" Did I want something? I could see myself saying, "Why yes, Daniel, I would like to grab your ass then spin you around, throw you on the table and have my way with you."
I wonder if the President would suspect anything if I asked for a personal class in avoiding sexual harassment? I guess I had better not ask. I promise myself that I will concentrate on work.
Even though the work we are currently doing is of such importance, I find that I am really enjoying it. It is extremely intellectually stimulating and I do not have to deal much with politicians. God, I hate politicians. All of those negotiations I had to do, if any of the parties knew how often I fantasized about strangling each and every one of them I don't think I would ever be invited to negotiate again. Maybe that would be a good thing.
I haven't really gotten a chance to get to know Colonel Carter because she stays in her lab most of the time. The only time that she leaves is when Teal'c drags her out. I had to take Daniel's suggestion and have her escorted off the base and not allowed back until morning. I hear that she was quite abusive to the security personnel. I would have reprimanded her except I found out that the guards actually found it amusing. They even have a betting pool going on how many curse words that she can say per minute. I would have discouraged any kind of betting but the President informs me that it is a way for military personnel to relieve stress, that and no base commander has ever figured out how stop it anyway.
After the President gave me his signed executive order exempting Colonel O'Neill and Colonel Carter from the regulations banning relationships within a chain of command I better understood the stress that Colonel Carter was under going.
I had a brilliant idea that will help me get to know Colonel Carter and relieve stress for both of us. Since tonight is Friday night I went and invited her to go out and get drunk with me. I think that she was going to refuse but I used the very handy tool of guilt. I told her that I needed to get drunk and I really didn't know anyone in Colorado Springs and getting drunk by myself was just sad, so she relented. Daniel said he would join us and Teal'c said that he would look after us because we would need it. I suspect he is right besides someone will have to drive. Hopefully with Carter and Teal'c there I won't do anything stupid like attack Daniel when I'm drunk.