The Photobook arrived, all our photos glossy against the black shiny pages. It all looks good, apart from the photo on the last page, a big portrait of the two of us smiling at the camera. For some reason the colour on the printing is off, and my lips are a blue grey colour - [...]
Entries Tagged as ‘work’
11 June, 2008
All I can see from my windows
My new office is beautiful. All sleek and modern and good looking, with two huge windows on the two walls hugging my desk. I have a little desk lamp, and some flowers from my recruiter, and it’s really a vast improvement on my little corridor office where I was hemmed in with shelving.
New big firm [...]
6 June, 2008
Free days
Apparently seeing my smiling face in my office during my last week at work was too much for my boss to bear, so he gave me my payout and asked me to leave early. So that I could have a paid holiday before I start my new job. Mmm, what a way to [...]
29 May, 2008
Self distraction
Horace is being desexed tomorrow, so we have been coddling him all week in preparation for his enraged return to the house, yowling and full of stitches. He has actually been in an odd mood all week, trotting around our feet crying up at us, wanting to be picked up then wiggling to be [...]
13 May, 2008
Fresh start
Quit my job. Got a new one, which sounds bigger, better and generally fabulous. And a huge weight has lifted off my shoulders and floated away.
Now I’ve just to get through the notice period. And now I’ve some room in my head for something other than job searching.
17 April, 2008
Fire
You know how in the movie “Office Space”, Milton keeps muttering, “I could set the building on fire,” every time his evil boss makes him move his desk again or steals his precious stapler? And then at the end, he finally does, and everything burns up in a glorious conflagration, while the audience chuckles [...]
10 April, 2008
A good metaphor
“I’m just calling because I left you a message on the weekend and you haven’t got back to me and you haven’t updated your blog and I thought perhaps you might have a broken leg or something,” said my mother.
My legs are intact, but I have been rather busy this week, due to some particularly [...]
5 March, 2008
Evacuate (lord, what a dreadful pun)
I think the women’s bathroom on my level of our office building must be the most derelict corporate bathroom in the whole city. There’s the constantly flickering fluorescent light. There’s the gaping hole that’s been cut into the ceiling in one stall, so that you can see all the wiring and piping above [...]
29 January, 2008
The perks are the bomb
“You know,” I said solemnly to my boss, gesticulating with my glass of wine, “one of the things I really love about being a lawyer is getting to go to great restaurants in work hours. I know that’s shallow, but it’s a bloody good perk.” He laughed and nodded. “Yep, I agree. [...]
25 January, 2008
Where the money comes from
I secretly read a few blogs about happiness and finding your life’s purpose and living creatively and so on. (Why secretly? I don’t know - I get into that whole search for your creative self every once in a while, and then it begins to irritate me that people think making spreadsheets about [...]


