Well the poetry contest is now under way. There are twenty six entries in total which I am slowly reading through trying to pick three. It isn’t an easy task as the poems on offer are all very goods. It makes it hard to cut all the entries down to only three but it has to be done. I spend some time this weekend losing myself in them and see which ones speak loudest or touches me most. That I suspect will leave me with around half to attempt to find some winners.
I’m at the boring part of RPG’s where I’m running around a swamp levelling up. If you have ever played a RPG before you’ll know how it goes. You run around the countryside, the swamp in my case, fighting battle after battle till you are levelled up to a point you feel you can continue the game. All the levelling up makes the game a little easier later on so it is important to get it just right. Unfortunately it can get very repetitive so it takes a bit of restraint from continuing with the storyline but in the end it is worth it.
The new manager at work is beginning to cause rumblings at work. Several colleagues have been moaning to me about Allen’s ideas and it didn’t go down well with some when he demanded everyone back to work after lunch. It being Friday everyone was a little slow in finishing their lunch, me included. Mondays and Fridays I think are the same every where in that respect. The last day of the week you are just looking forward to the two days off. At the beginning of the week though you have the rest of the week in front of you so feel it draining at you. Still it is his job to drive the workforce to the task at hand when they aren’t in any hurry themselves. As for the grumblings they’ll settle as everyone gets used to him.