I love Friday's. Dress down day before the weekend. The atmosphere in the office always seems to be a lot more relaxed just because we're wearing denim. AS though seems to have some sort of allergy to casual clothing. In a moment of sudden clarity I realise that she has worn the same black shapeless tent every day of the week for the last five years, leaving me to wonder what she changes into when she gets home?
Jo was very relaxed when she sat down at her desk fifteen minutes after her shift began. It wouldn't have been so bad but she needed a break the instant she'd switched on her monitor and visited the rest room to get herself a coffee while her machine churned its way through virus protection software and overnight updates. Even when I very subtlely said "Good Morning" to her, the only response was a very pleasant and breezy "Good Morning" back. Disappointingly there was not a jot of sheepishness in her tone and I had to have my friendly 'Please be in on time, because its not fair to the rest of the team," chat to which she nodded rhythmically, but that could have been more to do with the Chicco tune that has apparently been banging around her mind for the past week.
Gareth kicked off today because the cake flag was on his desk. Never before has a piece of plastic created so much controversy. The cake flag is a novelty banner placed on a team member's workstation every Friday. Its just a bit of fun as Keith Barrett would say. Whoever has the flag has to get cakes for their colleagues and so far Kate, Jo and I have obliged with protocol. Gareth however was in no mood to shell out of his 'already meagre pay' and didn't see why he should have to buy cakes for his colleagues. In his words I 'should be the one buying cakes every day because I'm on much more money than them'. There was a brief debate from the team about the price of iced fingers and custard slices before I agreed that he could opt out of the cake rota before things got out of control. It's his money after all. But this decision created further controversy. Jo complained very loudly that he didn't mind receiving a Belgian Bun from her the previous week and he should at least repay her in kind. At this point Dan then very unhelpfully offered to take Gareth's debt for him (nudge, nudge, wink, wink).
The cake flag passed back to me for today but Ted, Gareth and Dan have now agreed to forgo their cake receiving rights because they don't want to have fork out when its their turn.
I noticed AS's head starting to bop furiously behind the dividers and before I could put a stop to the chatter, she'd popped her head over the pod dividers and very encouragingly told us all to 'Shut up and stop our pathetic whinging!"
I want to find some sand so I can bury my head in it. Thank god its the weekend.
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