zoetrope

(Or, Life of an Administrator)

Firstly, a little disclaimer. This post contains details about the minutiae of my day that may bore the pants off you. Please check your pants if you read this.

So, I'm sitting on

2am_optimism's couch, preparing to learn Premiere Pro. This is good for two reasons. First: vidding! Second: Day off work!

Quick query: we were chatting last night, and I told 2am that I definitely did not, in any way, consider myself a vidder. When you think of little ole zoetrope, do you think: "vidder"...? Just curious :)

So, it's been an interesting week.

On Monday mileage claims were due--zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Sorry, mileage claims were due, and I'd run out of forms. This has never happened before, although I've been in this job for months. So I phoned my fellow lowly admin friend. The following happened:

B told me to phone repro, who told me to phone the general office, who told me to phone P across town, who told me to phone L also across town, who told me to phone audit planning... who told me I had to go see them and pick up said "controlled stationery". God, I hate this job.

Anyway, so I'm in my car, pootling along happily, when suddenly smoke starts pouring from under the bonnet. Smoke! Fire! I didn't know what to do! I parked the car, turned off the engine, got out and... locked my keys in the car! I'm so known for this that I always carry a spare set, but this time, because I was only popping out, I had left them back at the office.

So there I am, parked illegally on the Mayor's car park, with a smoking car and no way to get into it.

Hee, that was fun. It's all fine now, and that part of the story is way less exciting than the first part (yes, including the boring admin stuff), so I'll leave off. But still. Car on fire!! Very dramatic it was.

Ok, now for Premier Pro for Dummies and then lunch with

divine_miss_j. See ya!