Well, all in all I am having a pretty bad day. First, I woke up
half an hour later than I wanted to, which meant I didn't have time to
write and print the minutes from the Colleague Circle meeting.
Then I had to walk to the meeting in absolutely red hot weather.
I believe I have mentioned once or twice that I really hate the
heat. And then when the Colleague Circle meeting took place, I
got it in the neck for not printing a poster for a funday nobody wanted
to take part in anyway, and for not printing or e-mailing the
notes. But what I saw whilst I was waiting for Pedro to attend
the meeting was what got my blood boiling. This time Queen Chav
has crossed the line.
On the wall was a notice informing people that they're doing well with
the new clocking in system, and reminding people who aren't clocking in
that their pay will be affected if they don't clock in properly
(seriously, try messing with my wages). But then I read the
bottom of the notice. It singled me out as the one person in the
store who is clocking in the worst out of everyone. Named me by
name. There is one thing I cannot stand is public humiliation,
and that is what this amounts to. And so, I will be forced to
seek revenge. On a side note, I love the mental image I get for
the word "revenge". It's all burning and flames with a sinister
face grinning in the middle. Anyway, Queen Chav is going down for
this. Big time. You see, banks and IT places have the right
idea, ban camera phones from your work place. There are a lot of
things a camera phone can take a picture of these days, and not all of
it is good. I mean, you can take pictures of memos on the wall at
work. Memos that publicly humiliate one of your staff
members. And then if someone accompanied that with a copy of a
list of false accusations made by the same person and e-mailed the
whole lot to HR...well...that could be very destructive to a person's
career...
Then when I got home, I decided to celebrate my success in the
Colleague Circle meeting with a bottle of my favourite smoothie and a
pack of my favourite cakes. It's getting too hot to sit in cafes
with coffee and have my regular meetings with myself over the direction
of the blog, so, I settled on smoothies and cakes. And then when
my folks got home, I told them how 3 of my 3 ideas submitted to the
meeting got accepted. Much to Pedro's annoyance. I think
soon he will realise than when it comes to creativity, I have it in
spades, and that it is a valuable and (at our store) rare
commodity. So, a staff outing is happening, and a staff barbecue,
and we have sorted out the music situation (a one disk CD player that
sucks but we get freedom of music choice so, meh).
And my parents were so supportive of my success at getting my ideas
accepted, that they tore them to shreds. They managed to pick
holes in every single idea that I had, which they somehow fail to
realise has brought me down just a tad. Hence my sitting in the
garden with the laptop, deliberately alone, chain smoking. In
fairness, few people realise how stunning the differences between the
ups and downs of being bipolar are. When you're up, you are
literally unstoppable. Every idea is great, doable, and all your
energy is focused on that one idea, and making it happen. And
when you're down, I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. It's like
drowning in a sea of darkness. And as with the ups, that every
idea is great, with the downs, every idea is dark and you just want the
entire world to get out of your way and leave you alone.
So, tonight I have no idea who I am working with, but I will be
bringing packages of CDs with me. If the CD player is there to be
used, used it shall be. And I really hope I am working with Miss
C, because my music is very important to me, and I like it loud, dark
and where possible, depressing. Which oddly actually does nothing
in either direction for my mood. You'd think it'd bring me down,
but it doesn't. And if I am working with Slaphead, then there
isn't an issue at all, because he likes his music loud, dark and
depressing too. Funnily, we're both fans of both Morrissey and
The Smiths...
Anyway, tonight I have an evening of watching university talks ahead of
me. With good reason. One of the people who does the talks,
who I actually dislike as a person has a knack of being ahead of his
time. By quite a few years. Example - he was discussing RSS
in 2006, which isn't anything particularly huge, except he was
discussing how to distribute media automatically via RSS, which was
being discussed on Diggnation about 6 months ago about how you would go
about doing that. I am also back to listening to the Programming
Tag Radio on Last.fm. I like the mix of music it throws up.
You can have electronica and then the next song might be The
Beatles. Or Kenny G. You're never entirely sure what is
coming next, and I like that. It's like a real radio station,
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