August 19, 2004

sore

so i'm back to the usual drudgery at the workplace. it was a good day out yesterday outdoors where certain cow-orkers showed off their brilliant leadership/problem solving skills.

with disastrously tragic consequences as nobody listened to the facilitators' instructions. besides looking - or pretending to be - lost and utterly inept, turning to the gaffer and the head gaffer for directions a few times.

whereas i got the perfect excuse to not doing any more activities after lunch as i tweaked an arm muscle whilst grabbing the wrist of a cow-orker during the pseudo-tightrope walk bit. such that the facilitator and a new colleague showered me with so much attention that i wondered if i did after all put up a too convincing fakery performance.

apart from them both, a few colleagues who i hardly speak to at work came up to ask after me which touched me beyond words. heh, probably my mind-manipulating pep talk worked its magic on them while they wobbled their way on the tightrope.

but i must say that i was somewhat pleased that all of them - ok, except a couple and of all people, the gaffer - did not miss the next wobbler when swinging an overhead rope over. without even turning to look at them.

anyhooo, it was a sight seeing the despairing gaffer lost the plot, whimpering for help when things go horribly awry. and when we were dismissed by day's end, my head gaffer - who is Yank - hollered "hip hip hooray.. etc".

eh?

as enscribed by the letter b @ August 19, 2004 09:15 AM
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