So the past week has been - well lets just say long live the weekend!!! I've been involved in a "negotiation" (if you could call it that) where the idiocy of the people on the other side has gotten me to the point where I am close to going off each and every time they speak. This is their approach:
Customer: "We're not agreeing to change that clause. It stays as it is"
Me: "But the word is mispelt. It's "there" not "their" - we're not talking about people.
Customer: "The clause stays as it is"
Me: "But it doesn't make sense"
Customer: "The clause..... " and so it goes.
Anyway it was that painful that I ended up skipping out in the afternoon on Friday to join K and Dee (with daughter) at the annual Rubber Duckie race. Yes you read that correctly. But what you will love even more..... is that K and I got stuck looking after a friends stroller. So there I was with another friend of mine, with stroller in front, beers in our hands, looking at what we though was the start of the race (ended up being the finish line) and who should walk past, but someone from the very office I had left early. What the? How small is NYC?
So no doubt the stories going around the office on Monday will be I am married to K and we have a child but we were more interested in having a drink than watch our child - who was nowhere in sight.
Well as the infamous Dorothy Parker used to say "I don't mind if people talk about me as long as what they say isn't true".
But the week didn't end on a too bad note (even if I was not paid once again). I had my first celebrity sightings. Mr Liam Neeson. Yep that Liam Neeson. The hunky actor (who is much more hunky in real life). Then there was one of the girls from Gilmore Girls. We go to the same beauty salon. :-)
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