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Friday, November 21, 2008

And we're stuck inside here doing a stupid panto

It's a bit early for getting dragged into Christmas politics and I'm disinclined to get involved now.

The Assistant Librarians generally have their own Christmas do, but they've not been much in evidence lately and haven't gotten on well in the process. So they've not organised one.

Lola's back from maternity leave and mentions this to Bronwyn. Bronwyn, being of practical mind, suggests that she joins Frog and the Acq. Team in their do. The problem is that nobody knows when it is. Lola comes and asks me:

"When's this Christmas lunch?"

"I can't remember off the top of my head."

"Why wasn't I invited in the first place?"

"You weren't around to ask."

"I'll bet it's not going to be on a day when I'm at work."

"You're not coming over to me late on a Friday afternoon to pick a fight about a Christmas dinner. Now fuck off and go and have a fight with somebody else."

Ho bloody ho.

8 comments:

Can Bass 1 said...

Join a choir, dear boy. There so much more fun at Christmas time (and they get you out of all the unspeakable 'festive' bashes!)

Gadjo Dilo said...

A librarian (especially one called "Lola") saying "fuck" is such a turn on. Oh, shit, it wasn't Lola saying it, it was you - I take that back!

Kevin Musgrove said...

cb1: I have to admit that I couldn't cut it. It's a man's life in the modern choristry.

gd: Trust me, in most cases a librarian saying "fuck" isn't a turn on.

Lavinia said...

Kevin, re gadjo dilo's comment and your reply. I'm now curious, ....what exactly does a librarian do that could possibly be construed as a turn on? Might be an idea for a future post!!

Lavinia said...

Kevin, keep in mind that christmas colours are red and green. So remember that the next time you turn the air blue!

Kevin Musgrove said...

Lavinia: As it happens... there are some very attractive librarians out there. One I used to know could wheedle me round her little finger because she discovered that if she perched her glasses on the tip of her nose in that cute-but-pert way beloved of advertisers and flutter her eyelashes a bit I'd go to pieces. An utter cliché and it worked every time. It was alos the only time she ever wore glasses at work.

having my cake said...

Im trying to think of a way I can get that line into my next altercation instead of wasting my time pussyfooting around trying to smooth troubled waters that they dont really want soothed!

Gadjo Dilo said...

Lavinia and Kevin, I reckon men are suckers for that "untapped well of passion" thing. So for a librarian who dresses very plainly, has her hair in a bun and looks austere, an occasional utterance of "fuck" or a nonchalant bearing of the tiniest glimpse of an ankle, for instance, will excite a man beyond reason. Less is more.