Saturday, December 12, 2009

Decorations!

Oddest thing of the week happened on Thursday, but I recall now I never posted about it.

At work we were doing our typical kill-a-couple-of-hours thing by putting up some decorations. We have a load of them from previous years, so a simple matter of just attaching them up (a paperclip holding them under the ceiling tiles works quite well). The flaw was that we lacked any invisible string. Or any other form of string for that matter.

So ever resourceful, Lorrayne decided to donate some of her hair to the cause. Two or three hairs worked quite well to hold a baubel up. It's surprisingly strong. So yes, our Christmas decorations are held up at work with human hair.

This sounds far weirder retelling it, actually.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Poker Final

Tonight was the poker final at work; the grand conclusion of the year's tournament.

There are twelve monthly rounds, where placings get you points for the leaderboard. The best ten results combine to form your final score; the top eight ranks get onto the final table. Your chips are determined proportional to your scores from the regular monthly rounds.

I went into the final as a narrow chip leader. After many back-and-forth hours of intense pokering, I eventually emerged victorious.

Hurrah.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

MinusBus

A couple of weeks ago I got myself organised enough when doing my season ticket to look into how on earth you get the deal to get the bus ticket. It turns out it's quite simple - you ask at the station for a 'PlusBus' ticket, which can extend for one week, one month or three months. Simple, obviously.

Annoyingly so. A three month 'PlusBus' costs a grand total of £99. Now, consider that that three months will have probably thirteen weeks within it. Thirteen weeks where you would pay £18 per week. This is a total of £234 for that same period. This is what I have been paying. Essentially, over the past two and a quarter years, I've paid an additional £1,200-ish for bus fares than I needed to.

Bugger. I could've put that towards something useful.

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Making Good Use Of Those Free Minutes ...

While trying to occupy myself on boring train journeys, I found myself tidying my phone contact list. As I can now have multiple numbers under the same contact (revolutionary idea, I know!) this occupied some time and made some sense.

I also decided to cull anyone I haven't spoken to for a large number of years. This represented actually a large number of people. Clearly, I need to lose my phone more to refresh my contact list easier and help auto-purge it of people I never talk to (or in some cases, never have talked to!).

Today I was in Reading and Slough. Both are not highlights of Middle England. I survived.

Monday, December 07, 2009

Two Mornings After ...

So today at work was unsurprisingly dominated by talk of Friday night's exploits at the Christmas party. There were many stars, but for me the following were the winners:

3. Neil deciding that the best way to take a photograph was by lying down on his back. It wasn't. Someone tripped over him; he lost his hold on the camera, which now won't turn on as a result. Genius.

2. Nimesh - having already been sick after starting off drinking way too fast - spent the past hour going around the dance area insistently telling me people were drunk and that they needed help. Yes, they were. But that's what happens when people drink. When asked what he was doing, he was "looking out for IT Projects". Fantastic.

1. Apparantly Neil thought the best way home after the party - and consequently stopping by Mark Stevenson's for a few nightcap - would be to walk (note this is now 6am or so). He got to Kingston and fell asleep on a park bench. Unparalleled.

This is all more reason for vindicating the decision to remain sober. One, this doesn't happen to me. Two, I can remember this all to impressive detail which noone else can. This gives me fabulous comedy probably until the end of the year now!

Sunday, December 06, 2009

Party On

So Friday marked the office Christmas party (I keep wanting to capitalise the P, I'm not sure why). While according to stereotypethis should be a tedious and dull affair, I usually don't mind them. Yes, I know this is out of character with my Scrooge-like persona.

It involves typically a night out with people I get along with, paid for at someone else's expense, and with the added bonus that being the only non-drinker that I know of at work, that I have prime comedy material for the rest of the year. This played pretty much to type.

The venue this year was a considerable improvement over last year - a comedy club in Clapham Junction area. Of course, the inspired move of being at a comedy club on a work do when your work is an employment agency is potential - employment agencies being ranked just above estate agents in this category, really. The acts were funny enough - three different ones plus one guy providing links between them all.

Comedy was also provided by many of my colleagues. More on that later, though, after tomorrow's bound-to-be-entertaining review.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

Winter Nights

Tonight was poker, in the first of a busy couple of nights. It was good, and went on for a long time, and I eventually finished third, meaning I was top of the table for the regular season.

Tomorrow night is the work Christmas party. It seems far too early for this to have come around, but nevertheless, here it is. I don't feel at all Christmassy yet, and it still just feels damp and autumnal, not wintery! However, I'm sure it will be an enjoyable occasion.

Today I have mostly made the same calls again and again as per Tuesday's comment. I've spent the entire week talking, it's too much. Time for some silence!

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

New Month!

We are one day into December and so far I'm already done with Christmas music. It's too much.

Today involved mostly repeating the same phonecall to lots of people's voicemail. I had gotten a very good spiel of it down by the end, to the point I was baffled when someone answered their phone. If people interrupted me I also lost my point. Only another 30-40 calls to go tomorrow on this one!