When she got there...
The tuck shop has been replaced by a stationery cupboard. The change is so complete, so unprovisional, that I suddenly wonder if I have in fact been hallucinating the tuck shop for the past year or so: munching my way through chocolate-bar-sized highlighter pens, chugging back bottles of Tipp-ex, occasionally giving in to the temptation of a Tunnock's caramel printer cartridge.
How's your lunchbreak?
How's your lunchbreak?
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My Use Lunchbreak Wisely resolutions have taken various forms: sitting in the common room and reading for an hour, going for a walk around the site, even doing different computer-based stuff (I started working through an hour of "Javascript in 24 hours" each lunchtime, but that only lasted for about three days).
Tomorrow lunchtime I'm doing a psychology experiment: exercise (bike into town and back), social usefulness (helping somebody else do their research), and CASH (about 6 quid).
I should bring more books into work to encourage me to read over lunch. Reading thick technical tomes over lunch seems liable to give me indigestion.
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(Un?)fortunately it turned out to be to do with a new recruitment campaign; our parent company has hired some marketing consultants to find out how best to appeal to the type of people they want to attract. The result was three engineers in a room with a marketing consultant and a large plate of sandwiches and chocolate biscuits.
Could have been worse. At least the marketing consultant was quite human.
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But apparently not.
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Just to be absolutely clear, was that the result of the invitation or the result of the discussion?
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(Anonymous) 2006-09-26 08:46 am (UTC)(link)no subject
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