Work must be getting to me. I know it must be, because I’ve started dreaming about it every night. Bizarre, twisted, warped dreams it’s true, but still dreams about being in the office and with all the co-workers.
I do my best not to think about work when I’m not there. I don’t always manage it – if I’m on a long weekend I usually log into the office network to check my mail at least once – but I do try. I just wish I could stop the office popping up in my dreams too. Last night was a bad one: one of the company directors discovered I had a list of People At The Office Who Regularly Download Porn and came over to my office to ask me to explain how I’d discovered it all. The only problem was: he brought all the people on it with him.
Update, April 12th 2022: At some point I should probably post the story about how and why that list genuinely existed.
Keyword noise: colleagues, dreaming, pornography.
In which someone is excited
Published at 12:25 pm on September 8th, 2005
Filed under: The Old Office.
The Boss’s first grandchild was due yesterday. He didn’t’t seem unduly excited, concerned, or worried. In fact, he didn’t seem to care at all.
The Office Secretary came rushing up to us this morning: “Has Your Boss’s grandbaby been born yet?”
“Um … we have no idea.”
“You mean you haven’t asked him?!”
“Well, no.”
She scurried away, leaving us to get on with stuff. Five minutes later, a high-pitched scream echoed through the office corridors.
“Baby’s been born, then.”
“Must be.”
Keyword noise: colleagues, grandparents, overexcitement.
A few weeks ago, after I’d just bought the hosting and domain name for this site, one of the friendlier managers at work came up to me in the office…
“Do you know much about website hosting?”
“Well, funny you should ask that, because…”
It was nothing to do with work at all; he’d decided he wanted to set up a family website, with a [surname].org address, to keep in touch with friends, family, and the distant relatives in Australia.* And I told him that I’d been looking into it, the prices I’d found, how much I’d paid, and so on.
This morning, he came up to me again:
“I’ve bought some webspace from the same place that you did, and I was trying to work out how to put stuff on it. I was wondering … do you know anything about setting up a blog? I was looking at WordPress, and I was wondering if you knew much about it?”
“Well, funny you should ask that, because…”
So, it looks like – at least as far as this manager is concerned – I’m going to be the office WordPress expert in future, even though I only have a couple of weeks’ experience with it. Lucky for me that it’s easy to set up, I suppose.
* If you’re not British or Australian you might not know this, but everyone in Britain seems to have some distant relatives in Australia that they never get in touch with more than once per decade. I’ve got several separate lots, apparently. Presumably if you’re Australian than the reverse applies.
Keyword noise: blogging, colleagues, expertise, Wordpress, websites, hosting.
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