Monday, July 21, 2008
The Entry With No Name
Just didn't have a title today. Guess I'm a little dry creatively.
Work is a sad, quiet place these days. Empty offices are everywhere. Today, a couple of guys came by with a cart to collect the phones from all the cubicles that are now empty. I've sent out a couple of e-mails that have come back with errors because the recipients had been fired. We had a meeting Friday morning with our director. The impact on the staff was not lost on her. As a matter of fact, she was quite sympathetic. She gave permission for us to have a "jeans week" this week. (Hey, if you have to wear business casual everyday, you don't know how nice it is to just wear a pair of jeans to work.) Also, she gave told us to do whatever it takes to get ourselves through this crisis. She recommended some down time, a visit to the company psychiatrist, or going out with our teams to see a movie. As strange as that sounds, it was better than our manager, who recommended in a separate e-mail that we might consider leaving the office on time (instead of working late) so we could maximize our time with our families.
Oh well. We're all trying.
This past weekend, I took my four oldest boy on an overnight trip to Higgins Lake. It wasn't a strictly fun getaway. My parents had loaned their house to another family for the 4th of July, and they wanted some assurance that the place had not been trashed. Although the other family had not done a stellar job of cleaning up after themselves, the house was in good shape. So, I didn't have a lot of work to do. We managed to have some fun. The evening we were there we got ice cream and enjoyed a nice fire in the backyard. The next day, I cleaned up the house, and we headed back down state. The boys wanted to swim, but the weather wouldn't permit it. Thunderstorms rolled in off and on all day. (This caused Christopher to comment, "This vacation is NO FUN!!!") At around 5:00 PM, we piled into the car to head back home. Now, this may seem like a happy ending, but it wasn't that simple. In the backseat of my little Focus were 3 tired, over-stimulated boys who couldn't keep their hands to themselves. Next to me behind the wheel was a student driver who was being distracted and irritated by everything that was going on in the backseat.
Man, was I glad to be home!!!
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Work is a sad, quiet place these days. Empty offices are everywhere. Today, a couple of guys came by with a cart to collect the phones from all the cubicles that are now empty. I've sent out a couple of e-mails that have come back with errors because the recipients had been fired. We had a meeting Friday morning with our director. The impact on the staff was not lost on her. As a matter of fact, she was quite sympathetic. She gave permission for us to have a "jeans week" this week. (Hey, if you have to wear business casual everyday, you don't know how nice it is to just wear a pair of jeans to work.) Also, she gave told us to do whatever it takes to get ourselves through this crisis. She recommended some down time, a visit to the company psychiatrist, or going out with our teams to see a movie. As strange as that sounds, it was better than our manager, who recommended in a separate e-mail that we might consider leaving the office on time (instead of working late) so we could maximize our time with our families.
Oh well. We're all trying.
This past weekend, I took my four oldest boy on an overnight trip to Higgins Lake. It wasn't a strictly fun getaway. My parents had loaned their house to another family for the 4th of July, and they wanted some assurance that the place had not been trashed. Although the other family had not done a stellar job of cleaning up after themselves, the house was in good shape. So, I didn't have a lot of work to do. We managed to have some fun. The evening we were there we got ice cream and enjoyed a nice fire in the backyard. The next day, I cleaned up the house, and we headed back down state. The boys wanted to swim, but the weather wouldn't permit it. Thunderstorms rolled in off and on all day. (This caused Christopher to comment, "This vacation is NO FUN!!!") At around 5:00 PM, we piled into the car to head back home. Now, this may seem like a happy ending, but it wasn't that simple. In the backseat of my little Focus were 3 tired, over-stimulated boys who couldn't keep their hands to themselves. Next to me behind the wheel was a student driver who was being distracted and irritated by everything that was going on in the backseat.
Man, was I glad to be home!!!
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# posted by Tim @ 10:24 PM 
