Cancel my appointments…

I’m currently in bad need of a nap. There was a call to the pub at lunch time today for one of the netball girl’s birthdays and like the true friends that we are Gunner and I faithfully attended. Gunner was also gagging for a pint after the week he’s had and I will take any opportunity to get away from conversations about the possible pending snow (“so Nancy do THEY look like snow clouds?!”) and to also consume a pint of Addlestones.

So 1 pint (yes I was very good) and 1 massive fish pie with chips (“could I please replace my salad with chips because I am a big heffer and don’t think salad will be enough…..oh look at the size of that pie….must….finish….chips.”) later I am wanting to lay down in a quiet space somewhere and get the proverbial 40 winks. Luckily I have bugger all to do – correction I have lots to do but nothing urgent and that can’t be put off until next week – and people are leaving me alone so I can waft through the afternoon with one eye open.

Whilst at lunch Gunner got a phone call from Ginger asking why he wasn’t in a meeting he was meant to be attending. “Shit, totally forgot about that meeting – ah look my burger’s arrived!” 10 minutes later another phone call. “It’s ok, no one else turned up to the meeting so they cancelled it!” Hurrah! Much fun poking at Gunner and eating of carbs ensued. When I returned to my desk I noticed a little Outlook ‘reminder’ notice flashing at the bottom of my screen. Hmmmm, what could that be for? A meeting that is overdue by 55 minutes?.....Hang on I was meant to be in that meeting as well Gunner! Much poking fun at Nancy ensues. Must have been one of the 2 thousand meetings I have agreed to attend over the past month. A one hour reminder is just not enough, I need 1 day at least or don’t expect me to be rocking up with my note pad and pen.

We’ve had an invite for the rescheduled one on the 2^nd of December so I’ll try to arrange my social calendar around that one, he he.

In other news Ms Rigsby and I managed to turn up in identical outfits today. We’re both sporting what seems to be this year’s office winter look which is grey specked trousers, black shoes, a black turtle neck and glasses. We also both have brown hair so it’s a twin situation going on. Kirstie had had a lot of mileage out of it today. I’m not sure who is more embarrassed, Ms R because she doesn’t seem to be one for drawing attention to herself on purpose or me because I’m now feeling slightly self conscious of my H&M / Primarni combo compared to her far more expensive looking get up.

Temp mis-hearing of the day:

Nancy: “He’s working from home”

Temp hears: “He’s quite good looking”

No good asking me, I’m still trying to figure it out too.