Today’s “other things”

1. The man behind the counter in Subway asked for my phone number. While it is obviously very flattering that he finds my face agreeable (or perhaps it wasn’t my face), all I wanted was a bite to eat. I did wonder if I would get a free sub if I gave it to him but decided that the fear of him contacting me was too great. Of course, now that I am back at the office I realise I could have given him a fake number. But then, what if he had called it while I was there!? *gulp* Good job I just laughed in a coy manner and ignored the comment.

2. If you stand on the bridge in SJP you can feel it wobbling when people cross it. Obviously not to the same degree as the infamous wobbly bridge before Arup engineers solved that problem, but it is true all the same.

3. I didn’t hug a duck today. I have never hugged a duck. But often I feel like I would like to kill a couple when I leave the office. Today I was in a good mood when I walked out and I have been rather huggy lately. As I said on one page somewhere, occasionally I am in a good mood and when this happens I like to document it. It means that I can look back on it later and say to myself (or to someone else if I am talking to someone else), “See, I was in a good mood on [insert date].”

4. I have a spot! As I mentioned to a few people, I haven’t been a teenager in 4 years. Surely this should have stopped happening by now? Oh, that’s rather Pitt the Younger in Blackadder now isn’t it?

5. I ate a jalapeno. Now my nose is running. I think that it will run all day.

6. I am at war with the little milk things at the coffee machine (pictured right). They are impossible. They are the bane of my working life. The coffee machine is also not talking to me. I have only had one coffee so far today. Yes, read it: ONE. I think it feels neglected. I am the only one who ever fills it up with water these days. We have a complicated relationship. In fact, I think it is more complicated than any relationship with anyone/thing I have met in London.

7. I am going to have another coffee now. Two’s ok? Right? Yes, “I am glad you are coming with me on that” - E. Izzard.

8. The cut is gaping again. I must have caught it on something. Not gaping quite as badly, but just as sore as before. I must have done something pretty terrible in a former life for this bad karma

Two afterthoughts (after visiting coffee machine):

9. I have just realised that we have a new temp in the office. She has been here since 9am and I somehow missed the fact completely. It was only when she smiled at me as she went past the coffee machine that I twigged. It feels like a Monday.

10. The little milk things are out to get me. I swear. They must have a direct link to my blog because, not 5 minutes after posting this the first time around (i.e. before these 2 afterthoughts) they launched another attack when I went to get my second cup of coffee of the day. This must be a direct result of my comments. I now have milk up my arm. Or something parading as milk anyway. It leads me to conclude that there must be a spy in the ranks who informed them of this post. Perhaps if I say something lovely? They are the nicest little milk things I have ever known. Perhaps if I stop calling them “things”? Little milk pots. Or potettes as they really are little… ? The ringleader is pictured above left.