Early evening

Hi everyone,

 

Typing this at work before I head off down to SES for training night.

 

Not sure what to make of the day so far: I overslept, I'm afraid, and was about half an hour late, although nobody seemed to mind.  One of the factors helping me be late was that I got to the level crossing at Toolamba at the very moment the bells began to ring for an approaching freight train.

 

 

Mostly I've spent the day keeping to myself as much as possible, which isn't all that easy.  I think I was feeling a little bit besieged.  One of the emails that greeted me today was an invite to the Legal Unit's midyear dinner the week after next.  I'm trying to balance the discourtesy and poor politicking of not going with the fact that I really don't wanna go.  There's no non-hurtful way of telling someone "we're co-workers, not friends".  On that note, my 'scorn' setting was turned up to maximum by this poster appearing in the kitchen -

 

I imagine that a more enjoyable evening could only be had if I spent it injecting smallpox bacillus into my eyeballs.  I know that these are horrible things to say, but somehow the idea of socialising with the people I work with - or indeed with anyone aside from a very small list of people - seems thoroughly tiresome.

 

Not much else to add for today. Work is unexciting, although the novelty of regular nearly-cleared to do lists hasn't worn off.  I certainly still like the pay!

 

No more for now.  I'll probably post later tonight; we'll see.