Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
It’s a slow week at work. Next week I’m in another training module, but today and tomorrow are exercises in “looking busy.” I’ve been refreshing my RSS reader like a mad-person. Nobody is updating. The only feed that’s showing new content is a not-safe-for-work blog. I wonder how much longer until I crack and read … Continue reading Temptation
I have officially dubbed 2005 The Year of the Obstacle. Seriously, every time I try to do something these days, I run into some sort of wall that I’ve got to find a way around, over, under, whatever. January 1: Hard Drive Fails (on the first day after the warranty expires too…) January 2: Attempt … Continue reading Brick Wall
I had the sneaking suspicion that when I decided I really REALLY needed that extra 2 hours of sleep this morning, I would also really REALLY need to go the hell home at 5pm, whether I wanted to or not. But today is my last chance to get in any OT before the Christmas break, … Continue reading really? REALLY!
The things you learn when you get to work at 6am. Like how the cafeteria doesn’t open (and therefore DOES NOT SERVE COFFEE) until SEVEN AM! I am dying slowly. I spent 9 hours on Sunday baking with my momma. That could perhaps be the best thing to curb the usual cookie binge this year, … Continue reading Rip Out Hair Now.
It’s days like these I wish I worked downtown again, instead of on a corporate campus in the middle of an industrial park. When things got intense at the old job, I was able to get out in the fresh air, wander down the block to the local coffee shop, breathe the aroma, stand in … Continue reading Take a little Trip
Well, I still have a job. But 650 people across the country at the company I work for do not. In the interest of not revealing anything more about where I work (though I suppose it’s not hard to figure out – I just don’t want to put the google-able clues on the interweb), I … Continue reading SPLAT
Have I mentioned that there are now officially less than 10 full days of work left in my contract, and I still have no confirmation whether or not it’s being renewed? No point in worrying about what you can’t control, etc. But that doesn’t make it any easier. I’m so riddled with anxiety I could … Continue reading Retch.
I actually managed to get up at a reasonable hour today, and get into work early. What can I say, a 4pm massage appointment is a powerful motivator. I’ve been here for an hour and a half so far, and haven’t gotten *anything* done. Well, that’s not entirely true. I deal with contracts, and it’s … Continue reading 3 Cup Morning
And here it is… December! Twenty-Five days left until Christmas dinner! I can finally crack open the new Advent calendar and guiltlessly blast Christmas Carols in my immediate vicinity (as opposed to feeling a teensy bit of guilt for having done this since the middle of November). Also, according to this month’s issue of BC … Continue reading Twenty-Five
Well, it must be less than a month until my contract expires, because I am officially starting to get a little antsy about it. Last year staff weren’t officially re-signed until a mere 7 days before their deals expired. That doesn’t make me want it done now any less. I dreamed about work last night. … Continue reading tick tick tick
Some days I seriously doubt my ability to do my job. Funny thing though, it’s not because I don’t believe I’m smart enough – it’s because I’m too smart. On these kind of days, I tend to view the entire system as flawed, and counter-intuitive, and I can’t dumb myself down enough to plod along … Continue reading Brain Fart
First, a PSA – November is here, please get your poppy and donate generously.
Other than that, nothing interesting to report. I kicked a bit of ass at Training Jeopardy and won a company branded hoodie jacket. Handy, as I’ve been in the HOLYFRICKINHELLITSCOLDINHERE training room all last week and today.
And now, a meme. Stolen from everyone. After the jump.
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They have upped the coffee prices 36% in the Cafeteria.
This right around the time my poor addled brain and weary body are starting to demand two paco-sized mugs* a day instead of just one.
And y’all – I am already running myself into the poor house (why must you taunt me with your bonus time Clinique!)
So the dilemma is this: Do I get up early enough to brew a cuppa joe before I head out in the morning, likely negating the need for two cups at all – since it means I’ll actually be awake before I leave? Or do I just suck it up and fork out the cashola in exchange for that extra 20 mins of sleep?
Other points to consider: The cafeteria coffee here is among the most rancid I’ve ever tasted. My coffee consists of freshly ground premium beans (think Seattle based java emporium – I know someone who gets her “free pound of beans a week” and doesn’t drink the stuff), filtered water, and steamed soymilk.
What would Jesus you do?
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It’s discouraging to look out the window and notice that the sky is nearly identical in colour to the ceiling tiles. I am 2.2lbs smaller than I was this time last week. I plan to counter that with a combination of girls’ night tonight, and turkey on Sunday. The turkey plan may fail, since I’m … Continue reading Tidbits
This training room is still damn cold. They dangled hope in front of our faces by saying that “there are now three heating complaints for the [bigass] building – so I guess we’ll have someone come in to fix it.” But we are not fooled! And it is still not fixed. What we are is … Continue reading Ice Princess