I finally got a good night sleep last night, there were no raccoons partying outside my bedroom window, and I kept my coffee intake to a minimum yesterday. I also have a feeling that carrying crates of beer from my friends car to the office, along with 26lbs of ice also helped to wear me out.
Every 3rd Thursday of the month, we have a party in my building at work. Each floor takes a turn to host the party. Its funded by employees, and works quite like a pot luck. This was the 3rd one that my floor has hosted, and for some reason, its always me who gets involved in the party planning. Not that I am complaining, I actually quite enjoy party planning.
We seem to have lots of parties at work these days, I think a lot of it stems from the fact that you don't have to drink to work here, but it really does help. As well as having parties, we also like to do fun stuff for peoples birthdays. The most recent was for one of my team mates. He was out of the office on the day of his birthday, so we decided it would be fun to fill his cubicle with balloons.
As you can see, we take our work very seriously indeed.
you know ... this reminds me of an old saying, "virginity is like a balloon - one prick and its gone."
ReplyDeleteglad to see there are still some great places to work left ... cheers!
you know, I am not sure if i've heard that one before... thanks for the enlightenment.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit, that other than the work side of it, its a pretty good place to be :)
Just kidding, I actually quite enjoy my job.
Don't let him suck up to you. You're not turncoating are you?
ReplyDeletenope, you can see my comment on the Rock Raccoon dead or alive post.
ReplyDeleteI was just trying to lure him into a false sense of security.
ReplyDeleteI hope the italics work for me like they do for marmelade and that the canucklehead can't see
ha, ha, canucklehead is funny for a change!
ReplyDeletefor some strange reasons, i love balloons. actually, your workplace seems quite enjoyable. i could most definitely work there, as a party organiser!
you should, we have another party on May 1st, although I am sure there'll be one next week for some reason too.
ReplyDeleteThe guy whose birthday it was loved it, he actualy climbed into it, it was like a ball pool, that kiddies play in!
@ marmelade. could it be we are actually twins separatated at birth? We both seem to like the same things... the beatles, balloon and max
ReplyDeletecould it be possibe?
someone is stealing 's's that should have been balloons
ReplyDeleteit's quite possible. if not twins, we definitely share most of the DNA. well, papa was quite a rolling stone, if you know what i mean ... could it be that he met your mother about, say, twenty something years ago?
ReplyDeleteabout max now. how can one not love him?
Just look at ol' Maxy strutin' and smilin' ! You ladies are making Maxy MELT.
ReplyDelete(You know--the popsicle story...) Admit it, that wasn't so bad. Oh it was, was it. Ok, no more popsicle stories.)
I know, Maxy is such an adorable little pup.
ReplyDeleteCould well be that, that rolling stone papa met my mum 20 something years ago. That would actually explain a lot.
the popsicle story was OK, although I normally refer to them as lolly pops.
ReplyDeleteDon't start Caroline. You're playing with fire.
ReplyDeleteI know, I just can't help myself sometimes.
ReplyDeleteYou never told us what a Tranny does. You threatend to, but you never did.
ReplyDeleteI guess that's appropriate been as this post is about work.
ReplyDeleteTranny = Max's word for Transition Management. I actually have 2 jobs at the moment, that is one, and the other is Business Systems Analyst.
The Transition Management part involves working with groups as they go through changes, making sure they are aware of what those changes are, and how they'll be impacted by them. Its fun, as I get to meet lots of new people, I also get to listen and talk alot.
good change of subject by the way, from lolly pops to tranny...
ReplyDeleteWell, don't think I'm not listening. Thank you for telling. Now back to that lollipop thing. Stop. May I say something first? You are confusing me.
ReplyDeleteOk
Did someone say lollypop?
ReplyDeleteI haven't had a lollypop in a long time. I might have to grab one on my way home from work.
ReplyDeleteoh actually, popsicles aren't lollypops, they are ice lollies. Lollypops are indeed those dum dum type things.
ReplyDeleteNo wonder you are confused Max, I am completely confused.
Candy Girl is not allowed to roam free on blogs.
ReplyDeleteDo not toy with Max Da Tung, little white girl.
ReplyDeleteLi'l CAROLINE white girl. Tungy's had his eye on you.
ReplyDeleteHas Maxy's baby lost her lollipop? Does she need an ID? The name of the game is role play Caroline. It's Maxy.
ReplyDeleteWell hello there max da tongue.
ReplyDeleteThe weekend has now offically begun for this lil peepet
ReplyDeleteHello lolly, nice of you to stop by. Watch out for max da tung, he has quite a reputations. One lick, and you could be gone.
ReplyDeleteballoons, lollys, so many l's and o's....oh my!
ReplyDeleteI am still a little curious how we got from balloons to lollys, but I am fairly sure the tranistion must have something to do with max.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by Debbie, please keep your rooster away from me.
Goodnight Lolly. Goodnight Caroline. Hope to talk to you both again soon. :)
ReplyDeleteSweet dreams max.
ReplyDeleteNight night max.
ReplyDeleteWatch out for lolly, she's so sweet she'll rot your teeth.
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ReplyDeletemax who are you talking to?
ReplyDeleteOver 37 comments! I'm impressed. Carolyn is very popular indeed. Soon she will forget Max entirely. :(
ReplyDeleteGood morning, Caroline! How are we feeling today?
Help me put out the flame wars today, ok? I have decided that nothing will make us respond to the Canadian llama herder today, no matter what. Don't suck me in again, evil one. :)
(The deleted posts where the two I wrote to Briget on your blog. She would have to be psychic to get those two! btw, she came back later, yet again, and responded to your last comment last night.)