Tuesday, July 10, 2007

... Because It Happened To Me This Morning When I Arrived At Work

You know you've been christened in a city's mass-transit system* or at a new job when you get stuck in, or compressed between, the doors or turnstile.

That's all I have to say.

*Cape Town: 1997; London: 2005; Paris: 2006

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

When Life Hands You An Orange ...

Someone left an orange on top of the unopened box of CD sleeves that is sitting on our bookshelf/storage thing in the office. (We don't have a cupboard. We have a four-block by five-block storage thing. I have no other word for it.)

(As you can imagine, this is going to be a rather arbitrary [glossary] blog post. I'm in a mood.)

Annoyed, I moved the orange to on top of the filing cabinet that we inherited with our office space. The filing cabinet is rather manky [glossary], and doesn't lock, so we don't actually use it for anything, except now I'm using it to balance an orange.

I moved the orange about two weeks ago.

Today it's still there, on the filing cabinet. I just noticed it again out of the corner of my eye and felt irritated.

I was hoping the owner would magically reclaim it at some point, much like s/he magically placed it on our bookshelf thing a few weeks ago. This hasn't happened.

I'm not sure of what I should do. I don't know why this has suddenly become my responsibility. I have enough responsibility. I really don't need the "random orange that won't go away and should be dealt with" responsibility too.

It's 11am. That orange is annoying the hell out of me.

It's going to be a long day.



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