There are times....
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...when I really hate sitting right in front of the Managing Director.
Any time we have an office competition, it's usually held at the MD's desk. Which means whatever's going on happens right behind me.
Today, they held a doughnut-eating competition. The idea was that you had be the first to eat two jam-filled doughnuts without licking your lips. I took part in the first round myself, managing to take one bite out of the second doughnut before I had to lick my lips.
The problem was that, while most of the rounds were held during the two hours spanning the lunch period, I only get twenty minutes for my break. And I'd just finished my break when the competition started. So I was having to try to work while all this was going on - and they were really noisy. Not to mention it was pretty claustrophobic. During the last round, someone from Sales put their bottle of water on my desk without so much as a by-your-leave, and another person kept knocking the back of my chair. I have never felt so much like my mother as I did today, wishing I could just snap at them to 'sod off already!'.
My daily productivity is probably shot to hell because of that, but it's bloody hard to justify. Especially as my manager sits right next to me and didn't seem all that bothered.
Took Rowan to the park after work, but it started to rain within minutes of getting there. We then waited almost half an hour for a bus, during which there was a torrential downpour. Neither of us had coats, but I was able to sit under the shelter while Rowan played around under my umbrella.
Tomorrow we're heading up the mountains to visit my Aunt in Brecon again. I was hoping Rowan's godmother could come with us, but she's busy this weekend *sigh*
Last night was interesting - I'm on a quest to understand/appreciate the game of Baseball. So, armed with a tape of wednesday night's Red Sox/Yankees game, I attempted to learn what I could with the help of
richardjgrayson. He assures me I'm making progress *grins*
katyanicholovna and several other members of the
jla_watchtower were also very supportive when we were later in a chatroom.
I stopped it somewhere in the fifth inning (I swear I blinked and missed the fourth), intending to go to bed, only to discover a rerun of one of last night's Sports Night episodes...this is not a good thing. I might as well have watched the entire game, for all the difference it made to the time I went to bed.
I will understand the game. *determined*
Any time we have an office competition, it's usually held at the MD's desk. Which means whatever's going on happens right behind me.
Today, they held a doughnut-eating competition. The idea was that you had be the first to eat two jam-filled doughnuts without licking your lips. I took part in the first round myself, managing to take one bite out of the second doughnut before I had to lick my lips.
The problem was that, while most of the rounds were held during the two hours spanning the lunch period, I only get twenty minutes for my break. And I'd just finished my break when the competition started. So I was having to try to work while all this was going on - and they were really noisy. Not to mention it was pretty claustrophobic. During the last round, someone from Sales put their bottle of water on my desk without so much as a by-your-leave, and another person kept knocking the back of my chair. I have never felt so much like my mother as I did today, wishing I could just snap at them to 'sod off already!'.
My daily productivity is probably shot to hell because of that, but it's bloody hard to justify. Especially as my manager sits right next to me and didn't seem all that bothered.
Took Rowan to the park after work, but it started to rain within minutes of getting there. We then waited almost half an hour for a bus, during which there was a torrential downpour. Neither of us had coats, but I was able to sit under the shelter while Rowan played around under my umbrella.
Tomorrow we're heading up the mountains to visit my Aunt in Brecon again. I was hoping Rowan's godmother could come with us, but she's busy this weekend *sigh*
Last night was interesting - I'm on a quest to understand/appreciate the game of Baseball. So, armed with a tape of wednesday night's Red Sox/Yankees game, I attempted to learn what I could with the help of
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I stopped it somewhere in the fifth inning (I swear I blinked and missed the fourth), intending to go to bed, only to discover a rerun of one of last night's Sports Night episodes...this is not a good thing. I might as well have watched the entire game, for all the difference it made to the time I went to bed.
I will understand the game. *determined*
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Date: 2006-05-12 12:16 pm (UTC)Sorry to hear work sucked. Give big hugs to the little man for me.
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Date: 2006-05-12 12:22 pm (UTC)It didn't entirely suck; the sight of our MD, Ceri - a tiny little man - having a go at stuffing his face with cake too was quite funny!
I would give Rowan a hug, but he's being a bugger about settling down to sleep tonight *glares at him*
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Date: 2006-05-12 01:22 pm (UTC)It's payback for when he went down without a fuss the other night.
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Date: 2006-05-12 01:26 pm (UTC)He appears to have settled down now, but man...I hate yelling at him that much.
I'm now re-watching the game - rewound back to the third inning, 'cause I missed the fourth somewhere. It's actually making a little more sense tonight!
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Date: 2006-05-12 01:33 pm (UTC)Being the disciplinarian is never fun. *Hugs*
I'll be around on email most of the day if you want to throw questions at me. Pun intended. *winks*
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Date: 2006-05-12 01:35 pm (UTC)I'll keep that in mind, thanks hon.
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Date: 2006-05-12 02:53 pm (UTC)