Mickey Mouse Colleagues
I had a dream last night. I probably dream on lots of nights but it is rare that I remember one. I was helping to supervise a school trip with the people I work with largely being the children on the trip. We were on the coast (although we were in Calderdale, which is land-locked) and I wanted to look at some huge motor or engine (not sure what the distinction is, to be honest) and the children/colleagues wanted to go and see Mickey Mouse. So I ended up watching a man in a not convincing Mickey Mouse costume do the same thing over and over again while I never saw my beautiful engine/motor and the children loved it while I stood at the back. Fuming.
At work today (he says, by way of segue) a girl who works in the main office (I work in the little adjunct where things actually get done and people aren’t desperately scurrying around trying not to get noticed) was dumped by her boyfriend. Who works in the staff canteen. Via text message. First he tried getting another girl (who I also work with) to tell the girl he was dumping to move her stuff out as he needed more space, then he just ended it via text message. She looks about twelve and I have never seen him, but I have an image of a spiky haired urchin who is all swagger and practiced nonchalance. It felt like I was at school, only this time hanging out with the normal kids and bemused by them rather than sat finding out about technology or drawing.
The bane of my working day is an advert for Coral Windows. In it, the announcer puts on a really strained American film trailer voice and tells anyone unfortunate enough to be listening about Coral Window’s sale. Initially it was a ten day sale, so as much as I hated it I knew it would be over. Now, unfortunately, the sale has been extended. And gives no firm date as to when it finishes. I fully intend to boycott Coral Windows and would beseech everyone else to do the same. Unfortunately, this course of action would leave them with excess inventory that I now know they will advertise indefinitely. In an annoying way.