As I've mentioned several times, I've recently (Five months ago!) started a new job. It's been a bit of a rocky road so far - this place has some interesting personnel to say the least - For example, one of my direct reports goes "Squatching" in his spare time. As you might infer, this involves hiking through the woods, looking for Bigfoot. Another of the ladies who works in the front office believes that the ghost of her son's friend haunts her house, and occasionally squeezes her rear. Another of the guys has serious anger management issues and likes to fling wooden pallets across the room. Then there's the fella who plays drums, and it's ALL he talks about. He also gets mad if you try to bring up a topic that isn't his drums. Like work. And when he's mad, he ignores you rather pointedly. It's an interesting place.
Anyway, I've been hired in to a position that has had a lot of turnover. So there's a lot to catch up on. It's made for some stressful interesting days. It's frustrating by turns, and makes me want to tear my hair out. But what can you do?
Also? They sing. It's a factory. And they sing. A lot. As in, every day I get serenaded by someone different. And it's not all Metallica, or Pete Seeger songs. I get songs from West Side Story, or Doris Day, or Radiohead, or The Wheels on the Bus. The honey thinks they are putting me on to see how far I'll just smile and nod about this stuff. Today, I heard a Mrs Robinson, and Taxi duet.
It makes number crunching a whole lot more interesting.
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