Yesterday we shared a chocolate bar in that kind of extreme togetherness you get when a plane crashes in the Himalayas and you have to eat all of your fellow passengers. When a Supreme Director in Charge of Suits came by to say "Holy Crap, Are You Guys Okay???" I was all "Who the hell is this suit cluttering up the place?" but as my awesome co-worker was behind a glass wall nearby in a high-powered meeting with an errant contractor, I summoned up the presence of mind to wave my hand in her direction and say "Don't worry about a thing, we have it all under control here." Then I calmly dealt with a sudden crisis, surrounded by land registry maps and neat heaps of general brilliance and computer wizardry, while answering his detailed questions with learned poise. He went away reassured. Afterwards I did say, "Who the hell was the suit?" And fabulous coworker nearly had a heart attack... "OMG WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM?!?!" She clearly has not known me long enough.
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Swans, Kew Gardens |
I am reading The Elegance of the Hedgehog
Other recent really good reads:The Children's Book
Snuff: A Novel of Discworld (Discworld Novels)
Good Night, Mr. Tom
Good Night everyone!
1 comment:
A hug for your Tuesday. Hope Wednesday was much better.
Luna
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