Oh fuck, is it Mother’s Day THIS week?!
Somebody on the other side of the office.
Still daylight when leaving the office? Wow!
12.02.10
10:51:55 - Comments (View)
10:51:55 - Comments (View)
text, random, subway, food, work, london, maps, so very very sad,
Something else that I have achieved this morning: Using the Gmaps Pedometer to calculate the distance to the three Subway sandwich shops near my office, to find out once and for all which is the closest.
Quite sadly, I did it for two different parameters: an office-Subway-office round trip, and a gym-Subway-office route for when I go to the gym at lunchtime and grab lunch straight after.
The results show quite conclusively that the one on Holborn Viaduct is much closer than the others. The round trip is 400m shorter than the next closest shop, and 250m less when going there from the gym.
This is science in action, people, SCIENCE!!!
For the time being, it’s actually all in vain, as I have a little book of discount vouchers and am spreading myself across the three shops equally so as not to appear addicted nor cheap…
Deals not the be missed!!!!!
Sorry, random marketing email, the illiteracy in your headline precludes me from reading any further…
vaiery
Evidently the person who sent me an email a few moments ago completely gave up with trying to spell the word ‘vary’ and just threw vowels at it…
I’m at a different desk than usual today, as my computer has been quarantined for spambot removal, and I simply have no idea how the person that sat here before me actually sat.
We have those uber-adjustable chairs in the office, and I’ve got mine just right. Sitting in someone else’s chair, temporarily, feels weird. The chair is tilted forward massively, and I think that if the desk wasn’t immediately in front of me I’d tumble out of it regularly.
Try as I might to fiddle with the settings, it won’t change. Tomorrow, and my old chair back, can’t come quickly enough!
Pro-Tip: when sending out your CV/resume to companies, make sure notes to self such as “(reword - sounds weird)” are edited out…
Note: this wasn’t me; it was on a CV that we received this afternoon.
http://www.formspring.me/gooneruk
It’s going to be a deathly dull day at work tomorrow, so leave me some questions overnight and I’ll have a bash at them whilst in the office.
It’s quite amusing to hear this morning’s jokes from the PopBitch email go round the office over the course of the afternoon, with nobody admitting where they got the joke from.
Credit where credit’s due, people.
In any case, the best couple were:
Q. What do you call a Spanish pervert?
A. Senor Minge.
Q. What’s brown and rhymes with ‘snoop’?
A. Dr Dre.
Tomorrow is my company’s annual Christmas do, which we host for the wider industry. It’s a relatively swanky affair, and is usually well attended, with the obvious knock-on effect of being a very late night.
Because of the expense of hosting this event, we don’t have an internal Christmas party for only our staff, and so the evening tends to be fairly drunken for a lot of people on the staff here. Especially when it’s pretty easy to blame/claim for clients when it comes to putting drinks on the company’s tab over the course of the night.
For the second year in a row, we’ve had guidelines sent round as to the behaviour expected of us, and word-for-word the following is the same as last year:
It is not an opportunity for you to get ‘lashed up’ with your workmates. I do expect you to take advantage of the opportunity to meet and interact with our clients and promote the company.
Lies! It totally is.
