I had a number of interesting conversations today that made it a relatively passable friday, even after taking into consideration staying till 630 to help dear boss finish some inventory work. I had my first cup of tea with the boss this whole week, because it's been work from the get-go every morning, and this time it was without the peskiness of the colleagues, so we actually got to chat about significant things. And as luck would have it, she raised the topic about my conversation with exhibit A yesterday which she overheard, and I didn't have to find some opening to tell her about it. Useful information, but with some useless advice which I could not pursue because the topic changed quickly after that. Then came lunch, or more precisely my post-lunch cup of tea, where the second left came by to ask me about things regarding him, but as luck would have it, he too raised the topic about exhibit A, which I was then able to repeat my whole story. This time I got some non-committal response about doing something about it, which added to the alternatives the boss suggested, makes things slightly easier for me since I have their words and tools. Nevertheless, I have Tuesday to deal with, which I plan to deal with deftly given that, as mentioned, the law is, as always, on my side. And finally, while relating the case of H1N1 in the office adjacent to mine and what has been done about it so far, Daryl and I conjectured that the use of tape as some form of protective barrier is reminiscent of the Passover, albeit without the slain goat and blood-stained door posts.
To end my series of rants about those whom I have to technically and generously call my colleagues, today I raise that all-too-often unconscious question that pops into my head, and I ask whether you, dear reader, think it as frequently as I do:
"What in the name of #!<$@# were you thinking you stupid cow?!"
The end.
