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Granny took me to see Nigel Kennedy play 4 Seasons with the MSO last night, and because we got sucked into synergy marketing in the form of Readings selling his CDs in the foyer, we both have double CDs of the concert. I'm listening to them, now, and I must say, I'm disappointed - they're not a patch on the live performance. Maybe I need to listen to them more carefully, and prop up the program with pictures of him dancing around the stage in army boots or something to hear it better.
It was a very very fun concert, complete with 'Aussie Aussie Aussie Oi Oi Oi' in the middle of one movement, and the Great Violin Swap when he broke his string mid piece, and swapped his violin with the concertmaster, and hers got swapped with the next desk, and so on til some poor sod on the back desk was minus a violin until the end of the movement when Nigel could change his string. Oh, and acual music was good too. Very very good. Hey, whattya know, what I'm listening to now is like it was last night. Excellent.
One slur on the evening. Granny still seems to persist in the very outdated notion that I work in IT. Granny for fucks sake I haven't worked in that for years! Do you not know what I do anymore? Or are you simply one of those mad people who think that IT is simply a job where you use computers to do admin type duties or something? Don't laugh, I once had someone who said there was a vacancy for the job of curator at a museum she worked at, and I should apply for it because you used computers with it.
Work has been tiring me out this week. I've taken over the secretariat duties of fiddling about with minutes, agendas and reports for all the department's committees (which, according to Granny sound like something ITish) . It's very difficult as I spend half my time chasing up everyone else in the department for stuff to go in said minutes/agendas/reports. Plus I was kindof thrown in the deep end and suddenly get told that the Corporate Committee Report is due. When? Today. Oh. That was a week ago. After trying to get stuff from everyone, it was submitted yesterday 4.30. Also the learning curve exhausted me. It's not like paying invoices and typing, which while they aren't exactly easy, I've been doing for years so I can do with my eyes closed.
I was particularly exhausted on Thursday afternoon, and came home to have kolb at my place witnessing one of my no fuss moods where I wanted to be left alone to mooch on the couch, but we'd arranged to have a sewing bee. Unfortunately, my sewing machine which has been sewing beautifully as of late decided that now was a good time to not work properly, so we postponed the sewing, and sat in the back yard until it was dark. I'm enjoying sitting out there. It's very very nice in these Feb evenings.
I'm using very very a lot in this post.
Work was less tiring yesterday. I was merely waiting for people to approve reports before I submitted them, and due to the secretariat backlog I had to catch up on this week, not to mention two overlapping meeting schedules, I'd fobbed all my other regular tasks onto someone else, so I had precious little to do. I did my favourite task in the whole world, the stationery orders (no, I don't understand my stationery fetish either), which, me being me, had to take a good long time so I could look through the catalogue and choose everything carefully. Then since it was suggested I needed to produce a master list to check supplies from, complete with item numbers for ordering, well, that was like having two orders for the price of one, so I worked on that in the afternoon. I'd already recently sorted out the stationery closet, so unfortunately no opportunity to re-arrange it, but I will have to grab the label maker and label all the shelves when the order comes in on Monday.
It was a very very fun concert, complete with 'Aussie Aussie Aussie Oi Oi Oi' in the middle of one movement, and the Great Violin Swap when he broke his string mid piece, and swapped his violin with the concertmaster, and hers got swapped with the next desk, and so on til some poor sod on the back desk was minus a violin until the end of the movement when Nigel could change his string. Oh, and acual music was good too. Very very good. Hey, whattya know, what I'm listening to now is like it was last night. Excellent.
One slur on the evening. Granny still seems to persist in the very outdated notion that I work in IT. Granny for fucks sake I haven't worked in that for years! Do you not know what I do anymore? Or are you simply one of those mad people who think that IT is simply a job where you use computers to do admin type duties or something? Don't laugh, I once had someone who said there was a vacancy for the job of curator at a museum she worked at, and I should apply for it because you used computers with it.
Work has been tiring me out this week. I've taken over the secretariat duties of fiddling about with minutes, agendas and reports for all the department's committees (which, according to Granny sound like something ITish) . It's very difficult as I spend half my time chasing up everyone else in the department for stuff to go in said minutes/agendas/reports. Plus I was kindof thrown in the deep end and suddenly get told that the Corporate Committee Report is due. When? Today. Oh. That was a week ago. After trying to get stuff from everyone, it was submitted yesterday 4.30. Also the learning curve exhausted me. It's not like paying invoices and typing, which while they aren't exactly easy, I've been doing for years so I can do with my eyes closed.
I was particularly exhausted on Thursday afternoon, and came home to have kolb at my place witnessing one of my no fuss moods where I wanted to be left alone to mooch on the couch, but we'd arranged to have a sewing bee. Unfortunately, my sewing machine which has been sewing beautifully as of late decided that now was a good time to not work properly, so we postponed the sewing, and sat in the back yard until it was dark. I'm enjoying sitting out there. It's very very nice in these Feb evenings.
I'm using very very a lot in this post.
Work was less tiring yesterday. I was merely waiting for people to approve reports before I submitted them, and due to the secretariat backlog I had to catch up on this week, not to mention two overlapping meeting schedules, I'd fobbed all my other regular tasks onto someone else, so I had precious little to do. I did my favourite task in the whole world, the stationery orders (no, I don't understand my stationery fetish either), which, me being me, had to take a good long time so I could look through the catalogue and choose everything carefully. Then since it was suggested I needed to produce a master list to check supplies from, complete with item numbers for ordering, well, that was like having two orders for the price of one, so I worked on that in the afternoon. I'd already recently sorted out the stationery closet, so unfortunately no opportunity to re-arrange it, but I will have to grab the label maker and label all the shelves when the order comes in on Monday.