By a coincidence, I watched a satirical show yesterday, when they made a joke about how all the asylum seekers should arrive in UK on the same time in the same place for convenience of processing their applications, and how then the Island would tilt over to one side of it for the reason of being overpopulated. Olympics sound almost the same idea to me. I don’t think there is enough space on a little piece of land for all those wishing to attend. However, here in our office we came up with some brilliant (to our estimate) ideas of how to cope with overpopulation. We can build an Olympic village somewhere in…France, for example. It only takes 3 hours of Eurostar travel through the tunnel to get to London – could be faster then from Croydon by car. Or we can even outsource facilities to India – it’ll be cheaper, like with call centres. Alternatively we can let each country to build its own Olympic Stadium and have its own sportsmen to compete on their own grounds. We can have a video-conferencing for the games at least! Anyway…that was a bit of laugh of course. And sure I am glad that this deal made so many people happy. Let them enjoy the moment for a while.
We have also discussed various ways of recording human scream in general and mine in particular. I wouldn’t even list what being suggested by my male colleagues…uggghhhh…
It makes me moody the way how things work sometimes in this place. They’ve sent somebody else to the SQL courses recently and after that they make me to look after all our SQL servers…Duh! Just what you would really enjoy doing – adding extra things to learn while balancing between life and death of the rest of 17 servers…grrrrrrr…
Boss just left for a day leaving a question that hangs in the air: according to fire alarm code if you hear one, you suppose to orderly walk towards the fire exit, why then all the “fire exit” signs show man running?! We do weird things from time to time – asking confusing questions is one of them…
I’ve finally got the answer to the question about clocks in our Library. (thanks to our technicians, who helped me to find out!) Apparently, they are all (clocks, not technicians)– old fashioned, big, round shaped, with white background (few libraries have it “off white”), big black arabic numbers, that can be easily seen from every corner of a reading room. One clock has got a bird on its hour-thing. And it twits every hour as well. It was an amusing exploration for me, as I never paid attention to the library’s clocks before.
Ohhhh…I really feel tired today…or moody…or horny…definitely not my normal self…