Ok, today is strange.
Today is 'Marketing Day' in my office (whatever the hell that means, I don't think it has anything to do with me, but I'm expected to participate anyway) and the theme is the Olympics, so we were all told to dress up as Olympians. Our team leader chose Jana Pittman as our particular athlete, so I've dutifully got my hair in pigtails and am wearing a knee brace. They tried to get me to wear Australian flag fake nails like she apparently does, but I loathe doing anything with my nails so I included an Australian flag bandanna to show team spirit.
Apart from that it means I get to wear my running gear to the office, which is pretty cool.
We've just had an inter-team Olympics trivia challenge and thanks to my weird team leader, who seems to know everything about the damn event, we're through to the 'finals'. This is going to be a lunchtime playoff on the PS2 of all things, that new Olympics game apparently, and I've just been chosen as our team representative because I'm the only one of us who has ever used a playstation. Unless there are any closet gamer geeks in this office, which I very much doubt, I'm so going to wipe the floor with their weak sorry asses.
Corporate bonding activities are fucking odd. Thank god I'm only a part-time office worker, I think it does something strange to peoples' heads - they've got to be so straight-laced and prim all the time that every now and again they all go off their rockers. But *shrugs*, in exchange for putting up with this weird lameosity, I get to wear workout clothes at work and play computer games.
Today is 'Marketing Day' in my office (whatever the hell that means, I don't think it has anything to do with me, but I'm expected to participate anyway) and the theme is the Olympics, so we were all told to dress up as Olympians. Our team leader chose Jana Pittman as our particular athlete, so I've dutifully got my hair in pigtails and am wearing a knee brace. They tried to get me to wear Australian flag fake nails like she apparently does, but I loathe doing anything with my nails so I included an Australian flag bandanna to show team spirit.
We've just had an inter-team Olympics trivia challenge and thanks to my weird team leader, who seems to know everything about the damn event, we're through to the 'finals'. This is going to be a lunchtime playoff on the PS2 of all things, that new Olympics game apparently, and I've just been chosen as our team representative because I'm the only one of us who has ever used a playstation. Unless there are any closet gamer geeks in this office, which I very much doubt, I'm so going to wipe the floor with their weak sorry asses.
Corporate bonding activities are fucking odd. Thank god I'm only a part-time office worker, I think it does something strange to peoples' heads - they've got to be so straight-laced and prim all the time that every now and again they all go off their rockers. But *shrugs*, in exchange for putting up with this weird lameosity, I get to wear workout clothes at work and play computer games.
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