I have made three rounds of drinks for people today and finally someone came and offered to make me a cup of tea. I asked them to use my chai teabags and they bought me back black tea. It’s not that hard people, it’s just a different type of teabag. I still need my milk and sugar.
Why oh why is it so cold in this place on a Monday morning? Can they not set the heating to come on at mignight on Sunday? I just know by Friday it will be so hot we will be walking round in shorts and t-shirts.
I don’t usually eat and walk around the office, saying that people rarely say hello to me in the corridors. Why then on the one occassion that I have a Roses chocolate in my mouth do you, person who never speaks to me anywway, decide to say hello and then look offended when I smile strangely at you. You can’t smile normally with praline goodness melting in your mouth.
I am currently distrurbed by a cup. It has appeared on my desk and I have just noticed it. It is one of those blue cups that you get water from the machine in, but it is clean and dry. I have not had any beverages in the afore mentioned style of cup today and I did not notice anyone with one in their hand coming into my room. This is bothering me a lot more than you would think.
So endeth the rant.