I have been beset by that vile thing “work” this morning. Oh yes, it happens to the best of us at least once a year. My line manager and I were running through the list of instructions we were given that were supposedly an easy guide to manipulating loads of important data using a very complicated programme. All went well until a certain point at which it all went rather bandy.
We retraced our steps and still ended up in the same state of bandyness. Not good we thought. So we phoned the “whiz kid” who wrote us the guide only to discover that he had left out one minor bit of information. Although it was obvious to him what the next move at this particular point was, what with him being able to use this system in his sleep, we didn’t spot what we were doing wrong so were stuck. But he put us on the right track and we did what we had to do. Yay team work-for-a-change!
In other news,
Yesterday evening I saw one of my soon to be ex neighbours standing outside his house chatting to someone. He is a builder by trade and was standing there shirtless in the sun and he had already gone that shade of red that only builders can manage. We have hardly had a week of sun and there he is about to go brown! I know sun cream is not something your average builder takes to work but don’t the all pervading tentacles of health and safety have something to say about this regarding skin cancer and the like. But you know what builders are like, “We don need yos steeenkink sun creams”
Well OK, maybe Mexican builders……..
My dad is a builder by trade and he was brown all year around as he did a lot of outdoor work.
He has been bald since age 17 and he had to wear a hankerchief (sp?) on his head so it wouldn't burn.
I do believe he was //grunge// or //hip-hop// before anybody else was. At least in his style of clothing.
That man is 75 years old and still has a tan!
xxx