three minute wonder
In other news, today I had my invisible "Please disturb me as I've spent 2:59 looking at my work and if I spend one more second, you'll be doing me a massive personal favour" badge on. This was apparently visible whenever I appeared because the first thing people kept saying to me was "Oh, thank God you're here, this'll only take a minute." As tempting as it was to respond "I call bullshit on your estimate and will raise you five minutes." it was being professional that stopped me.
The only relief was the meta-comedic mid-day meeting which was attracting bogons. Even though I'd not read for it (see above for why) it seemed I had a clearer idea of Realitytm Ithan 7 I hadn't read for it and still had a clearer idea of what was going on than 75% of the participants. Not good. I was subtle, occasionally making suggestions about sharing wisdom using the ancient tool of e-mail and circulating updated schemas by a mailing list. The organiser looked at me like I'd uttered words of profound insight.
No really, it was that bad. I didn't claw my eyes out of my skull but when the best thing about it was the buffet, you have to wonder.
Now all I need is to remove the badge and work will be wonderful.
Fortunately I was saved from enduring more of this banality by the divine inspiration of
absintheskiss &
paulbroz proposing evening snackies in The Sal which is undergoing some kind of refit and which should be reopening next Saturday. One King Charles Burger and glass of Salem Porter later I felt completely Zen. We fell to talking about guns, future Stargates, SIN proppery and the new Halo zap gun that
paulbroz liberated from the Coven er, Forbidden Planet.
Like the French Holy Grail, it's "...ver' nice." We were surrounded by Vampire LARPers at many points, most of whom were politely clutching folded up character sheets and running down to the caves under the Sal.
The only relief was the meta-comedic mid-day meeting which was attracting bogons. Even though I'd not read for it (see above for why) it seemed I had a clearer idea of Realitytm Ithan 7 I hadn't read for it and still had a clearer idea of what was going on than 75% of the participants. Not good. I was subtle, occasionally making suggestions about sharing wisdom using the ancient tool of e-mail and circulating updated schemas by a mailing list. The organiser looked at me like I'd uttered words of profound insight.
No really, it was that bad. I didn't claw my eyes out of my skull but when the best thing about it was the buffet, you have to wonder.
Now all I need is to remove the badge and work will be wonderful.
Fortunately I was saved from enduring more of this banality by the divine inspiration of
absintheskiss &
paulbroz proposing evening snackies in The Sal which is undergoing some kind of refit and which should be reopening next Saturday. One King Charles Burger and glass of Salem Porter later I felt completely Zen. We fell to talking about guns, future Stargates, SIN proppery and the new Halo zap gun that
paulbroz liberated from the Coven er, Forbidden Planet.
Like the French Holy Grail, it's "...ver' nice." We were surrounded by Vampire LARPers at many points, most of whom were politely clutching folded up character sheets and running down to the caves under the Sal.