It's been a good week...
Oct. 12th, 2003 11:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aumentouWork was - well, work and therefore not fun. Heres a Plus the nice lady who was sat next to me got moved away because I was very naughty and asked her a work related question. She is on the post sorting team. I found some incorrectly sorted post. I asked her who did it (its all got numbered stamps on) and was considering explaining to whoever it was what they had done wrong. Apparently this is not the way we are supposed to work. The correct procedure is for me to tell my team leader, who is very busy, and she then tells the post teams leader, who is also busy, and then the post teams leader goes and says exactly what I would've said to the person making the mistake.
What a great procedure. Lets waste everyones time!
Plus, it turns out that post team leader, who I previously had no opinion on, is an arse. And a cheat. We have WIP sheets - work in progress - that are supposed to track everything we do, and measure our 'productivity'. The 'other' box represents work activities that have no predeterminably appropriate time, like say answering email queries. She told her team to put going to the loo down as other.
but it was alright really. No worse than last week certainly.
Then there was the pub, which was nice, and synthetic, which was lame. I feel diddled - I was promised Adam and the Ants damnit! I wouldn't even have gone, but we had a power cut so the original plan of staying in and going bleaurgh in froont of a video failed. Still, someone was upset because I was wearing a jacket. Now, if someone were upset because my trousers were so tight they could see things they didnt want to see, I'd think they had a point (and they'd know I have one, ahahaha, the laughs just never stop when you're puerile enough), but frankly anyone that gets upset over my choice of jacket clearly deserves it. Unless they're epileptic and my outfit set them off I suppose. So anyway, I think that constitutes a good deed.
Meanwhile, I got back in touch with Daisy, who is small and fluffy and lovely and has a big red coat. So if any of you lovely people sees her looking lost in the S&G on friday, be nice. And if any of you not so lovely people sees her, direct her to one of the lovely people.
My knees hurt less this week. Either the magic pills are kicking in, or exercise is good for them, or possibly both. Hmmm, that would suggest being hit with big sticks is good for you.
Which reminds me, I have to go to practise and feel unhealthy again. Maybe annoying newbie will be there and I can hit him with something Maybe this time I can avoid spending all day fighting Micky, who is twice my size. Its a bit wearing when every single parry has to be full power.
hmm, lunchtime.
What a great procedure. Lets waste everyones time!
Plus, it turns out that post team leader, who I previously had no opinion on, is an arse. And a cheat. We have WIP sheets - work in progress - that are supposed to track everything we do, and measure our 'productivity'. The 'other' box represents work activities that have no predeterminably appropriate time, like say answering email queries. She told her team to put going to the loo down as other.
but it was alright really. No worse than last week certainly.
Then there was the pub, which was nice, and synthetic, which was lame. I feel diddled - I was promised Adam and the Ants damnit! I wouldn't even have gone, but we had a power cut so the original plan of staying in and going bleaurgh in froont of a video failed. Still, someone was upset because I was wearing a jacket. Now, if someone were upset because my trousers were so tight they could see things they didnt want to see, I'd think they had a point (and they'd know I have one, ahahaha, the laughs just never stop when you're puerile enough), but frankly anyone that gets upset over my choice of jacket clearly deserves it. Unless they're epileptic and my outfit set them off I suppose. So anyway, I think that constitutes a good deed.
Meanwhile, I got back in touch with Daisy, who is small and fluffy and lovely and has a big red coat. So if any of you lovely people sees her looking lost in the S&G on friday, be nice. And if any of you not so lovely people sees her, direct her to one of the lovely people.
My knees hurt less this week. Either the magic pills are kicking in, or exercise is good for them, or possibly both. Hmmm, that would suggest being hit with big sticks is good for you.
Which reminds me, I have to go to practise and feel unhealthy again. Maybe annoying newbie will be there and I can hit him with something Maybe this time I can avoid spending all day fighting Micky, who is twice my size. Its a bit wearing when every single parry has to be full power.
hmm, lunchtime.
