Monday, December 13, 2010
Look at me! I'm in tatters!
These days I seem to be spending my time censoring or spiking entries to this blog. The stuff that would get me into really deep shit isn't the politics - large or small P. It's colleagues' behaviour. In times of stress people do irrational things. That's understandable and even when it's deeply, deeply irritating it's pardonable. Some behaviours aren't pardonable and it would be quite nice if they were to be put back in the box so that we could concentrate on trying to survive the next few months with the least possible casualties (ideally, none at all but that's looking increasingly unlikely).
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what about by invitation only? xoxoxox
Dear Kevin,
As a gardener for a similarly beleaguered local authority, I've found solace in song. "I Will Survive", "When The Going Gets Tough" and "Whistle a Happy Tune" have all proved their worth.
See entries like this with gnomic hints are a recipe for trouble... without fuller disclosure I've just got to make up my own sordid tales...
I am so intrigued!
...shooby...
That said, I'm going to need more details. "Irrational things" is vague enough that my imagination runs from "people are stealing his lunches" to "the boss is demanding aluminum hats be worn as a precautionary measure".
And yes. I know how to spell aluminum. :-) At least over here, I do.
Pearl
savannah: it may come to that.
Is the Wiz: hello and welcome! We've worn the arse out of all of those in our time. Even "The Sun Has Got Its Hat On" is sounding like the Dead March from Saul these days.
Macy: oh, I'll tell you those...
Happy Frog and You: don't worry, we'll be getting back to everyday lunacy eventually.
Pearl: you know that we've already done the missing lunch and tin hats. When I feel a bit stronger I might tell the story of the splint.
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