Tag Archives: Work

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Don’t you just hate it when…  You Have to Get Out of Bed in the Morning 6.50. That’s too early. It just is. Especially on a Friday. You Help a Colleague With Something You’re Not Really Paid To Do, But … Continue reading

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Ten Ways to Irrevocably Mark Yourself as an Oddball at Work

No reason, just because… 1. Use an etch-a-sketch to make notes with during meetings – and shake it clear whenever the meeting ends. 2. Whenever a co-worker says something to the effect that it’s raining out, reply “Yes, ’tis a … Continue reading

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The Something Something of Glass

Researching American literary journals yesterday – to see if I can find a willing home somewhere for a couple of short stories I’m in the middle of writing – I came across Glass: A Journal of Poetry. And this, the … Continue reading

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The Cappuccino Kid

Allders of Croydon and its Basement Cafe: my first ever job. Excepting my earlier paper-round, that is – but nostalgia is better when it’s neat. Parenthetically, though, I did indeed make the princely sum of four pounds and twenty pence … Continue reading

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Annual General Meeting

On my work calendar Wednesday, yet more sobering proof that between us and the cold grip of death is nothing but endless, hopeless, Godless chance: 6.30pm – 8.30pm: A.G.M. On the very occasion of my 29th birthday, someone – I … Continue reading

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Grrr, etc.

MEMO FAO: Rude People DATE: 10/12/10 In spite of your cretinous notions to the contrary, some things really aren’t too much to ask. In particular: social niceties and, yes, though your addled brain may very well burst in the course … Continue reading

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Since I Started Work in New York City…

Since I started work in New York City, I haven’t been across 110th Street, on the Roosevelt Island Cable Car, or over the Williamsburg Bridge. Continue reading

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