Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Not quite what you expect to hear from the Logistics co-ordinator first thing in the morning

" Someone sent me Porn" came the dismayed cry first thing thing the morning at work. This was closed followed by a loud thud as I immediately tried to sit upright to locate the source of the cry, unfortunately forgetting that I still had my head under the desk while I was stowing my bag. Head plus table equals one very sore back of the head and a good chance of a headache later in the day. One very brief round of expletives later " Gosh, Darn, blast, damn that hurt" ( please not actual words used might have varied from those shown here) I was able to sit upright and noticed that our Logistics co coordinator was sitting at her desk with a very disgusted look on her face waving a magazine around. We were quickly able to ascertain that it wasn't a 'porn magazine' well at least not in the traditional definition that most people would use. It's one of those magazine which used to be on the top shelf but has gradually moved it's way down the shelves as the years have gone by. I think the best way someone described it in terms I will actually use is it is " a magazine about alternative lifestyles which apparently seem to involve lots of scantily clad women with little in the way of clothing or the clothing they do have seems to be three sizes too small".

No I'm sure that one or two of you are wondering how such a magazine would end up on the logistics co coordinators desk. The only reason it ended up on her desk was that they keep sending it to us in the hope we will decide to advertise in their magazine, but its in the name of our last marketing guy so although it usually goes to our current marketing manager it can sometimes go astray as they try to figure out who should now receive it.

As it did this morning.

Of course it did set rather set the tone for the rest of the day, as it lots of rather strange and silly things seemed to happen. Not least that we have discovered a rather well know food retail store is selling a new book that we're releasing in Feb next year which they say it has a rrp for £9.99 for £6.99 instead. However someone at there company seems to have done a colossal screw up as the book actually has a RRP of £35! Being the helpful souls that we are we have pointed this out to them.

Even if we did find the whole thing hysterically funny.

It's been that kind of day.

Payday this weekend. So I guess it's time for Christmas shopping then. I've got a few presents for some of the family. I'm not sure what to get most of my nieces or nephews though. I have heard from mechanicus that his brood are into paper aeroplanes. So maybe I can get them a box of paper to share between. That would be cheap. Or maybe I could raid the paper recycling bins at work and give them that and tell them their special environmentally friendly paper aeroplanes. That would be very cheap!
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Don't worry I wouldn't really be that evil and cheap
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Or would I? Mwah, ha, ha, ha, ha,


later!

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