RACONTEUR-ESQUE SCRIBBLINGS

With the scary part of June behind us, life must go on, I suppose.  1. I anticipated my knees knocking in inexplicable fear or worse still losing my temper at stupid questions as I was forced to  share the knowledge of improving working procedures to a bunch of middle aged businessmen in a seminar. Turns out they weren't middle aged businessmen (but I was still younger than most of them anyway, based on the information we gathered while talking to them during the small breaks), and were not as intimidating or as irritating as I thought they'd be, except for a few whose sole purpose I suppose were to irritate. Well, if everything went smoothly, I'd probably think it was a dream and not real anyway. Explanatory post here... 2. After giving a tour of the factory to two interns who were there for their practical training, one of them said he had a stupid question. I braced myself for something work related, but received a baffling question about the inconsistent message ...

they actually got it right. After a long, long time, I'm finally catching a movie tonight, have  been planning for a weekend getaway somewhere in early July, and am planning on a going for a short vacation in the near future!

In a swanky office, decorated in white and black, and perhaps a smattering of green, a meeting between three people goes on amidst cups of coffee and cigarettes. New Kid:    Listen here... I've got an idea to make our ISP more accessible Bored Boss: Really? Like what? Promote it in malls? Roadshows? Been there, done that, kiddo. Another Bored Boss: What we need is for the customer to love our service so much that they'll stick with us through thin New Kid:   You mean through thick or thin?                        (Ever the pedant) Another Bored Boss:   Trust me, work here long enough... and you'll realise we only have it thin. New Kid:   Ok. Then just let us make it inconvenient for them to terminate the account. (Both the Bored Boss and Another Bored Boss turn and look at the New Kid with renewed interest) Bored Boss:   Tell us...

When I was in school, I wrote a lot of essays which ended with "Thank goodness it was just a dream" or "I woke up, relieved. It was just a dream" To prevent such lame endings to my post, I'll state here right now that what you're about to read (if you choose to) is a dream. Nothing else. So, I was sitting in Ketsbaia waiting for the light to turn green, when suddenly, an old beat up car, it's side view mirror precariously hanging on to it's life came from the across the road and tried to squeeze in on my left, on it's way to goodness knows where (it was on the wrong side of the road, so it took me by surprise) The driver naturally misjudged  the available gap and there was a loud screechy noise, a bang and I could see the slow, unrehearsed moves of the driver, an indication of someone who had just braked with all their might. I knew I had been hit. The driver of the other car panicked and backed up. Another loud screechy noise ensued. Shaking...

A few years ago, I answered 6 questions and was told that the book that best describes my life was Catch-22 . It was interesting and yet odd at the same time, because yes, the situation of my life back then was one where I could never win any way I tried to look at it. At the same time, while Joseph Heller makes me laugh all the time, the book's repetitiveness was a little painful to bear at times. I just took another quiz because it's a bit too late for a full fledged post at this time of the day, and well, this week is going to be a pretty busy one, so posting 'proper and well thought out posts may be a bit out of the question...My comments on the result are in Italics . Your result for The Which book are you? Test... 1984 You are 53% Great Book One of the best known and well crafted works of modern literature, you are a political novel written with the purpose of warning readers in the West of the dangers of totalitarian government. You are 1984. (Twenty questi...

As my fingers move in a less than graceful manner over the keyboard, typing out replies to the *gang over some future plans, I ** imagine having my fingers crossed that this year's plans will actually be successful and pan out as we hope. So yeah, if you're reading this... please cross your fingers on my behalf too... after all, April  2006 (when we had our last vacation together) seems like such a long time ago, boasting changed faces, different hairdos, lost baby fat and new wardrobe over the years and a plea for us to update our photo albums. Anyway, this act of replying e-mails made  me take a peek at my sent folder and I had gone down history lane as far as 2007, before I realised that the bunch of us had so many incidences where we had taken fully baked plans and some 3/4 baked ones and poured cold water over them - unintentionally of course, due to leave issues, epidemics and other such crazy stuff life decided to throw at our faces. The plans over the years are as fol...

Yes, very frightening indeed. Can I just hide in some corner and let the whole month fade into non-existence?