Authors Note: I’ve been humming and hawwing over posting this for a week or so now, figured I’d post it and see if that affected my mood.
It’s not an end, just a break, a hiatus if you will. A chance to refocus, recharge, reconsider.
I’ll be back in a week or so. Maybe more, maybe less, but right now I need one less thing to think about and this is the obvious one to drop. Obvious, not easiest.
And for family and friends, it’s OK, it’s not THAT bad. I’m making sure it doesn’t get that far (you know what I mean!).
TTFN then, take care, catch up with you all later.
Do you ever feel a tad detached?
Quite frequently things go on that I never hear about. This is on all levels, from global events to work gossip. I AM the last to know. It doesn’t bother me on the whole, but it does puzzle me.
(I think) I’m an OK guy. I chat with people, ask after people and generally follow most rules of society. Yet still I never really break across THAT line, never fully feel that I’ve made it into the inner sanctum of knowledge afforded to those “in the know”.
I also know that this is complete tosh and that everyone feels like this to a degree and most of what I THINK I don’t know is actually being projected by me.
So, how many of you knew that the Barcelona Forum is underway? Better still, how many of you know what the Barcelona Forum aims to achieve?
No, I didn’t know either.
OK, for all you people who take photos.
How do you do it? I mean, what motivates you to do it?
I brought my camera to work today, walked around at lunchtime and took all of two photos. Both were rubbish.
I think I need to go on a course. A photo composition course, a ‘how to decide what to take a photo of’ course, a ‘stop being embarassed and take another photo dammit!’ course.
Unless anyone else has any suggestions?
In other news (well MY other news)… emmm… hang on, I’m sure I had a life kicking around somewhere… bugger… must’ve slipped down the back of the sofa when I wasn’t looking…
So a friend/work colleague is doing his MBA. Part of it requires a look at corporate culture. He sent round a short questionnaire to some people, including me, and we got together today to discuss it.
I was quite amazed, if I’m honest, that we all said similar things, and after about 30 minutes we all started to broaden our view as well. By the end of it we were even admitting some of the guilt for low morale, bad communication etc etc (and rightly so of course).
I’ve been told that once a company gets to a certain size it loses that ‘team’ feel. As the size of our company has fluctuated around small to ‘mid’ sized over the past couple of years, the company culture that has evolved is a strange one. One of the main problems stems from the fact that the culture is similar to a large corporation despite the fact the Glasgow office (HQ) only houses around 40 staff.
Mind you, I’m sure my co-workers are sick of me harping on about how good the corporate culture was at Dr.Solomons. Still managed to have a small company feel, until those bastards McAfee paid £625million to rip it’s heart out.
Anyway, I’m wondering if the discussions we had today will have an effect on the people involved. Not directly, as the main focus was as source info for an MBA and won’t be circulated round the company, but if it has caused the people involved to pause and re-consider their own input and focus. It did for me.
Right, enough of this corporate nonsense (Lyle does it SOOOOO much better).
Off to bed. Changes are afoot!
I post a lot of frippery and nonsense on here. I mean really, do any of you lot really care that I’ve got a new boiler?
However, every now and then something happens that resets your viewpoint.
I got an email (or two) from my friends in Twickenham. Turns out that Laura had walked home, past the green, a mere ten minutes before the body was found.
And with that, reality comes crashing down and everything else seems a little more insignificant.
Da Vinci Code – Mona Lisa ~ Munch stolen.
And I’ve just had the following books delivered:
London Fields – Martin Amis ~ Murders in Twickenham (friends live there).
Leaving Home – Garrison Keillor ~ Laura flies out to Australia today.
Labyrinths – Jorge Luis Borges ~ Emmmm… not sure yet, but it must mean something…
Funny old world. Ain’t it.