procrastination
Apr. 3rd, 2006 03:00 pmWork still resembles a French farce. I got in this morning in a sleepy haze and started hunting around the counter for the small bunch of keys that unlock the cupboard beneath the till. Some digging around, behind, below and inside the till did not lead me to them. As you do, I asked Vicky, "Where's the cupboard keys?"
She regarded me thoughtfully. "We've lost them. And my handbag's in there. But there's a spare key in the safe."
"Where's the safe keys?" I asked.
"In that cupboard."
"Ah," I said, and realising that this wasn't actually humanly possible, went on, "But there must be a spare..."
"Tony's got it. He popped out for a second...
"Yeah?"
"...two hours ago."
"Ah."
All in all, a good day, although for obvious reasons none of us had any lunch. Tony did appear momentarily, shouting something about book tokens and picking up his father-in-law's trousers - no, I have no idea - and a woman came in demanding to know why we had sold her a copy of something called "Hwyad Afu A'i Ben Yn Ei Blu", because, as she said, it was in Welsh. With a title like that, one would have thought she would have noticed. But apparently not.
Anyway. I am procrastinating by writing and this and reading far too much fic in the other windows. Time to actually do some work.
She regarded me thoughtfully. "We've lost them. And my handbag's in there. But there's a spare key in the safe."
"Where's the safe keys?" I asked.
"In that cupboard."
"Ah," I said, and realising that this wasn't actually humanly possible, went on, "But there must be a spare..."
"Tony's got it. He popped out for a second...
"Yeah?"
"...two hours ago."
"Ah."
All in all, a good day, although for obvious reasons none of us had any lunch. Tony did appear momentarily, shouting something about book tokens and picking up his father-in-law's trousers - no, I have no idea - and a woman came in demanding to know why we had sold her a copy of something called "Hwyad Afu A'i Ben Yn Ei Blu", because, as she said, it was in Welsh. With a title like that, one would have thought she would have noticed. But apparently not.
Anyway. I am procrastinating by writing and this and reading far too much fic in the other windows. Time to actually do some work.
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on 2006-04-03 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-04 11:31 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-04 08:31 am (UTC)One of your fics has been recced already (and quite rightly so!) ;-)
Come join us?
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on 2006-04-04 11:31 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-04 04:52 pm (UTC)Procrastination is almost impossible to cease once you've successfully procrastinated something and still finished it on time. I'm absolutely horrible at procrastinating (especially with homework, etc), and it always bites me in the butt in the end. So what did I do? I made a motivational homepage!
http://becky.slightlyderanged.net/gettowork.html
...sometimes it works, sometimes not... but it never fails to make me laugh.
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on 2006-04-04 11:33 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-05 05:46 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-04-04 10:36 pm (UTC)I found a Dr Who piece in the G2 part of the Guardian about the possibility of a female doctor, which made me laugh, and I thought you might enjoy it. I dropped it into Prichards on Sunday. I gave it to a young guy who looked at me in a very scared fashion as if I'd just asked him to hold a bomb. Sound familiar?
I don't know if you will ever retrieve it- maybe it's in the locked cupboard!
Alison.
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on 2006-04-04 11:31 pm (UTC)