Piglet's Blog

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Thursday, September 27, 2007

Geek club

Today I was yet again declared computer specialist at my job, after explaining to my eldest colleague that he couldn't find his webpages in the browser history because it automatically empties itself. I also taught him how to add websites to his "favourites" folder.
I saved another colleague when she thought she'd deleted a programme, by restoring it from the recycle bin.

I'm a genius, me! A genius!

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Monday, June 25, 2007

A boat

It's not bad enough that I have to go on teambuilding things. Oh no. I have to go on teambuilding-things on a fucking boat! In a storm! With hailstones and lightning and everything. An open tiny boat, not some kind of yacht or cruise thingie either.

Oh alright, so the storm was kind of exciting.
And half of my colleagues weren't so bad (The other half however... Yet again, I was in an episode of The Office and I kept making faces at the imaginary camera... 't was a bit odd when one of my colleagues caught me).
But now I'm tired, cranky and my lips are dry and cracked.
There!

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Monday, April 16, 2007

Geek

I tried to explain to my colleague (the nice one) today why I
- have a Miss Piggy picture on my desk (with the quote: "don't mess with the pig") without coming across like a total geek or child: "well you see, on the internet I kinda have this nickname Piglet... It comes from Winnie the Pooh... I think, and Miss Piggy,... she's fabulous... she's a diva, I have my diva moments as well...". The diva comment was completely alien to my co-worker "You?! A diva!?" Muha... I wear my disguise well....

- am going to a Harry Potter fan convention this summer... without coming across as a total geek.

And I failed. Miserably.
Because then there's the Eurovision thing as well...
So she now thinks knows I'm a nerd.
Ah well.

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Thursday, February 22, 2007

Temping

Temping sucks because you can never make a "case" "your own". You work with people and then -before all the work is done- you have to leave and hand them over to another person. That's alright for adults. I mean, it's crap, sure, because in a way they have to start from scratch again with someone else, but it's so much worse for the kids. Because they don't really understand why you have to go.
"Why are you leaving?"
"Because the minister doesn't give the social sector enough money for more personnel and apart from that I'm not even sure I could do this job for years without going into total meltdown" is not an answer a child will understand.

See. I told you I'd start missing this job as soon as the end was in sight.

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