I’m part time in an office. I say “call me in my out-of-office time if there’s an emergency.”
Some people think: “We forgot to do something last week and we want it done today. It’s actually not that important.”
“But we’ve got your mobile number (though we won’t see the note beside the number saying you aren’t working today). We’re calling you anyways.”
I say “what’s going on?”
“Oh we’re fine, busy like normal.”
My face goes like this, -_-
“So can you talk? We have this and this problem .. ”
I do apologize profusely for not being able to set down any interesting text. I have started two rather large side projects (one is very secret, the other is GUADEC) that are or will soon be a lot of work. But I like it, it means I have no excuse to be bored. Also, this past week it was my birthday! Needless to say, there were festivities (plural) involving cakes (also plural). The above photograph was a casualty: a guest with a lazy elbow in our kitchen at a house party. Broken ceramics, self-constructing archaeology.
Did you ever have a really sunny and beautiful day where you were sure you only wanted to be outside? That’s the kind of day that I’m having today. I know what I want, but it’s different from what I can choose.
I have to accept that today isn’t like the last three days. Free of commitments, outside all day long in the fog, rain and blistering cold, I didn’t ‘belong’ to anyone over the weekend.
To enable the those days I agreed that I would spend today indoors. And today is the most beautiful day I’ve seen outside the window in a very long time.
i work with a lady i can’t stand. she is an angry old woman who spits smoke and vile. strange noises eminate from her direction, growls and beastial noise. if there was a damsel in distress in the situation i might stick around, but this woman is depriving me of an amiable work environment.
but i have, on the other hand, some friends around me that i must honestly say i really love. they make days great, and i mean that in a very mushy sense. they may not agree with everything i say, but i keep them around. (and vice versa)
i can be something of a solitary person, and i have been known to really dislike people (who all deserved it, by the way), but we all need people to accept us; it’s part of being the social animals that we are. what is a lion without its pack, a buffalo without its herd? i bet if frogs had group names they’d be lost without it too. as well with people: without others that like us, we’re just lonely, disgusting monkeys. (or maybe that’s why we’re lonely!) it helps to be socially acceptable sometimes.
