Work dumb

It kinda makes me feel better to write these. Names and details changed to protect the... it's a confidentiality thing, although I have no idea what you'd do with the info.

Yesterday

I get a call from my boss about 10 minutes before I'm about to head to work. He is frantically searching for a lease he needs to check over before client arrives at 9:30. All he knows is it's "shoe store in Claremont". I ask if there is a name on the calendar or anything, I can't recall there being an appointment then, which means he hasn't informed me of it so I could write it on the calendar. No, no name. I can't help him.

I get to work and ask if he's had any luck finding it. Yes, he did, it was so-and-so's file. Great, no worries. I glance at the calendar and notice, oh look, an appointment at 9:30 and the client's NAME right there! If he'd said the name I would have known exactly who it was and said, "yeah, look under C, if it's not there it's in one of the piles on your desk."

*sigh*

Today

"Where's the file for Cathy Ross?" The name is familar. But I'm thinking, I'm sure the file is actually under another name.
"What other names could it be under?"
"It's Cathy Ross." Ookay, I think.
He has to leave for something. I search for the name among the computer files. A single letter has been saved with her name identifying it, I open it up and look at the ID number.
"Oh, Ben Jones file!" (which is actually named after their buisness). I grab the file right away and plonk it on his desk. When he comes in he'll ask, "What's this file?" no doubt.

*headdesk*

Work dumb

It kinda makes me feel better to write these. Names and details changed to protect the... it's a confidentiality thing, although I have no idea what you'd do with the info.

Yesterday

I get a call from my boss about 10 minutes before I'm about to head to work. He is frantically searching for a lease he needs to check over before client arrives at 9:30. All he knows is it's "shoe store in Claremont". I ask if there is a name on the calendar or anything, I can't recall there being an appointment then, which means he hasn't informed me of it so I could write it on the calendar. No, no name. I can't help him.

I get to work and ask if he's had any luck finding it. Yes, he did, it was so-and-so's file. Great, no worries. I glance at the calendar and notice, oh look, an appointment at 9:30 and the client's NAME right there! If he'd said the name I would have known exactly who it was and said, "yeah, look under C, if it's not there it's in one of the piles on your desk."

*sigh*

Today

"Where's the file for Cathy Ross?" The name is familar. But I'm thinking, I'm sure the file is actually under another name.
"What other names could it be under?"
"It's Cathy Ross." Ookay, I think.
He has to leave for something. I search for the name among the computer files. A single letter has been saved with her name identifying it, I open it up and look at the ID number.
"Oh, Ben Jones file!" (which is actually named after their buisness). I grab the file right away and plonk it on his desk. When he comes in he'll ask, "What's this file?" no doubt.

*headdesk*

All She Wants To Do Is Dance

I like the city and Northbridge. I just can't stand the parking. Either you have to park miles away, or you have to pay a fortune and hope to God you have some coin on you. And at nighttime you don't want to be walking too far.

Anyway. So tonight I tried the taster classes at Sugar Blue Burlesque lounge. I'd never heard of the place before, but it was an event that came up on Facebook and I thought, what the hell.

I wasn't sure if I'd get to the Bellydance class in time after peak-hour and having to park miles away, but I was only about 5 minutes late so I tried it. Yeah, I could get into that. I kept reverting back to the rumba figure-8 hip-swivel instead of the circular movement you're meant to do for belly dancing.

Charleston - this looks awesome and is really fun. But my knees doth protest. I wasn't able to do all the steps properly because the twisting motion was just all bad on my dodgy knee.

Go-Go was fun too. But towards the end of that I was getting really tired and the balls of my feet were aching. I am so un-co, I can't get foot and arm movements to go together properly. And weirdly the two simplest steps were the two I couldn't get. I'm thinking to myself, "What's your problem? That is so simple." But nope, my feet and hands wouldn't do the right thing. Nevermind.

It was good fun and good exercise.

I then got dinner at a weird Japanese place that did crepes and ices and stuff. Got an unagi crepe, which was tasty, and a mango bubble tea. I'm still not quite sure what I think of the chewy bits in bubble tea.

All She Wants To Do Is Dance

I like the city and Northbridge. I just can't stand the parking. Either you have to park miles away, or you have to pay a fortune and hope to God you have some coin on you. And at nighttime you don't want to be walking too far.

Anyway. So tonight I tried the taster classes at Sugar Blue Burlesque lounge. I'd never heard of the place before, but it was an event that came up on Facebook and I thought, what the hell.

I wasn't sure if I'd get to the Bellydance class in time after peak-hour and having to park miles away, but I was only about 5 minutes late so I tried it. Yeah, I could get into that. I kept reverting back to the rumba figure-8 hip-swivel instead of the circular movement you're meant to do for belly dancing.

Charleston - this looks awesome and is really fun. But my knees doth protest. I wasn't able to do all the steps properly because the twisting motion was just all bad on my dodgy knee.

Go-Go was fun too. But towards the end of that I was getting really tired and the balls of my feet were aching. I am so un-co, I can't get foot and arm movements to go together properly. And weirdly the two simplest steps were the two I couldn't get. I'm thinking to myself, "What's your problem? That is so simple." But nope, my feet and hands wouldn't do the right thing. Nevermind.

It was good fun and good exercise.

I then got dinner at a weird Japanese place that did crepes and ices and stuff. Got an unagi crepe, which was tasty, and a mango bubble tea. I'm still not quite sure what I think of the chewy bits in bubble tea.