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As of yesterday lunch time I'm officially on planet red, as in blood.
It was ok yesterday cos I was at home and besides you never bleed as much the first day. But today I was back at work.
As I went to work I was determined. Sort myself out regularly, never leave it too long, and I was packing serious feminine hygiene product. I mean LOTS.
But I got to work and I didn't think a slightly long wait till tea break would be that bad. BIG mistake. I could feel a leak on the back of my leg and found I had a small stain on my trousers round the back. Trouble was in order to verify this, I'd gone into the other team room (empty) and leaned against the door while I undid my trous. I then pulled them up and bent over my locker to get out the appropriate stuff from my locker. The temp, a man of a certain age (maybe 50? grey-white beard) chose that moment to go in search of his team members in the room and proceeded to get flustered. I passed him the room key thinking that was what wanted and he fluffed and wibbled and tried to explain himself till I finally straightened up facing away from him, sorted out the front of my trousers and did up the zip. I am 100% sure he never saw a thing because it was all facing away from him but being of that generation I think it completely threw him. I have now been trying to live this down without having actually talked about it with him because obviously how the hell would you bring it up and what the hell would you say anyway??
The other part of it is I'm about 80% that I left a wet blood spot on the chair I'd been seated on. And by the time I'd got myself together enough to triple check I'm sure someone had sat on the chair and I couldn't be sure. I kept having visions of men's black trous with invisible wet spots etc. Gha.
Joy. So that was my first proper day back.
In other news I was struggling to get back into proper work mode. I kept fishing around and not quite getting it. I did get part of the way but never really felt like I accomplished anything of value. I assessed when I would print my next library newsletter and when therefore I would have to get everyone together. I tried to contact a school librarian who was doing a mini survey for me on what Young People wanted out of libraries during study leave. I caught up with my holiday email. I went to tidy the older teens area... but it was full of teens (RESULT) but I didn't want to disturb them so I left. Right near the end of the day my boss asked me to test some cd-roms to see if they were XP compatible so we could put them into our stock for the public to borrow. I chased up the guys who organise my music tech drop in sessions to find out why their tutors weren't there the tuesday before crimbo and when sessions would be finishing. I chased up some people who are organising study support mentor training. What else did I do? Went to a team meeting where my boss went into total freak out about our book budget cut (50k but that's for ALL the library's books, not just kids, as the kids budget alone is 33k last year, 50k would remove it entirely) and also faintly to con us into believing self service terminals in libraries are the way forward, not the way to excuse staff cuts. I tried to sort out leave to go see the Guillimots with Bubblegum and Viola. I agreed to go visit a school book group. I discussed library website design with a colleague as part of preparing myself for the meeting on friday. It sounds like many bits but it didn't feel very substantial.
I did also get to laugh a lot with my favourite colleague whom we will name hugh (as in Jackman, or maybe Giles) after her favourite crush du jour. Today was also one of the first days back of my colleague who just went on Hadj.. I dunno how to spell it. Y'know pilgrimage to Mecca. She was so happy and had slimmed a bit too. I think it's really helped her throw off some of her emotional burdens what with the death of her mother, her ex husband and all that. Not that she's free from grief or anything, just more balanced. Anyhoo.
With that I will go away and leave you all happy and grateful the ordeal (of reading this) is over.
love QR
PS Daniel Craig is hawt! (even if he could reverse his names) This one goes out to you sista xenokattz
Q
As of yesterday lunch time I'm officially on planet red, as in blood.
It was ok yesterday cos I was at home and besides you never bleed as much the first day. But today I was back at work.
As I went to work I was determined. Sort myself out regularly, never leave it too long, and I was packing serious feminine hygiene product. I mean LOTS.
But I got to work and I didn't think a slightly long wait till tea break would be that bad. BIG mistake. I could feel a leak on the back of my leg and found I had a small stain on my trousers round the back. Trouble was in order to verify this, I'd gone into the other team room (empty) and leaned against the door while I undid my trous. I then pulled them up and bent over my locker to get out the appropriate stuff from my locker. The temp, a man of a certain age (maybe 50? grey-white beard) chose that moment to go in search of his team members in the room and proceeded to get flustered. I passed him the room key thinking that was what wanted and he fluffed and wibbled and tried to explain himself till I finally straightened up facing away from him, sorted out the front of my trousers and did up the zip. I am 100% sure he never saw a thing because it was all facing away from him but being of that generation I think it completely threw him. I have now been trying to live this down without having actually talked about it with him because obviously how the hell would you bring it up and what the hell would you say anyway??
The other part of it is I'm about 80% that I left a wet blood spot on the chair I'd been seated on. And by the time I'd got myself together enough to triple check I'm sure someone had sat on the chair and I couldn't be sure. I kept having visions of men's black trous with invisible wet spots etc. Gha.
Joy. So that was my first proper day back.
In other news I was struggling to get back into proper work mode. I kept fishing around and not quite getting it. I did get part of the way but never really felt like I accomplished anything of value. I assessed when I would print my next library newsletter and when therefore I would have to get everyone together. I tried to contact a school librarian who was doing a mini survey for me on what Young People wanted out of libraries during study leave. I caught up with my holiday email. I went to tidy the older teens area... but it was full of teens (RESULT) but I didn't want to disturb them so I left. Right near the end of the day my boss asked me to test some cd-roms to see if they were XP compatible so we could put them into our stock for the public to borrow. I chased up the guys who organise my music tech drop in sessions to find out why their tutors weren't there the tuesday before crimbo and when sessions would be finishing. I chased up some people who are organising study support mentor training. What else did I do? Went to a team meeting where my boss went into total freak out about our book budget cut (50k but that's for ALL the library's books, not just kids, as the kids budget alone is 33k last year, 50k would remove it entirely) and also faintly to con us into believing self service terminals in libraries are the way forward, not the way to excuse staff cuts. I tried to sort out leave to go see the Guillimots with Bubblegum and Viola. I agreed to go visit a school book group. I discussed library website design with a colleague as part of preparing myself for the meeting on friday. It sounds like many bits but it didn't feel very substantial.
I did also get to laugh a lot with my favourite colleague whom we will name hugh (as in Jackman, or maybe Giles) after her favourite crush du jour. Today was also one of the first days back of my colleague who just went on Hadj.. I dunno how to spell it. Y'know pilgrimage to Mecca. She was so happy and had slimmed a bit too. I think it's really helped her throw off some of her emotional burdens what with the death of her mother, her ex husband and all that. Not that she's free from grief or anything, just more balanced. Anyhoo.
With that I will go away and leave you all happy and grateful the ordeal (of reading this) is over.
love QR
PS Daniel Craig is hawt! (even if he could reverse his names) This one goes out to you sista xenokattz
Q