Work Jollies

It’s Monday 19th April but there is no sign of FB as yet. Still it is early, only 15:45 so she might stroll in at some point. Today was meant to be D day - the return of the screeching beeatch but my sources may have been wrong. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, she can stay away as long as she wants to!

So Moon Monkey is still in Uganda and Freaker only made it as far as Dubai (poor him, that hotel and beach must be just awful) and look to be stuck there for some time. I wish I was stranded in Dubai. Kirstie has come into work with some horrific kind of allergic reaction to something that means her eyes lids are crusty and face is puffy and covered in a rash. We’ve sent her home now and to the doctors – I do hope it’s not catching….. So she can’t do anything for any stranded Monkeys anyway. We’ve also just had an email through saying the travel agent the company use has had a complete power failure as workmen have cut through all the electricity cable to their building. It’s like a comedy of errors.

Outlook is back up and running, not completely but it’s limping back into place. So my day has not been as incredibly dull as it was on Friday thank goodness. All the IT staff look a little tired and worn down as they were here all weekend fixing it lucky them.

More big news, CJ is trying out public transport today! Wow, will wonders never cease?! Not sure why, she hasn’t mentioned her ‘darling’ little car breaking down and I’m sure we would have by now if that were the case. She still didn’t manage to get in before 10.35am though. She was talking to Moody earlier saying could she follow him home as her train is the same as his “oh I’m not staling you though, ha ha!” I could see the fear in his eyes. She’s changed her mind now and won’t be stalking him; can you imagine an hour’s train journey stuck talking to her? I think I’d pretend I lived at the next stop and get off and walk the 50 odd miles home.

It’s all go here for a Monday isn’t it?

I’ve been told I’m booked on to a 3 day residential training course for work in June. It takes place in a hotel in Dorset and I hear that it is basically a big old piss up with some lectures thrown in. I was given the option of the June dates, some in September or an in-house course in May. I plumped for the June one for several reasons, one being that I’d rather go for a jolly to Dorset for 3 days than sit in a hot meeting room here with curly sandwiches for lunch but more importantly because I know CJ can’t make that one because she is on annual leave! It would be me, Ginger and CJ going on the course but now it’s just me and Ginger. Phew. Lucky escape. Although knowing my luck she’ll cancel her annual leave to go and I’ll be stuck sharing a room with her.

Shudder.