I find my sense of humour somewhat strained…. Finally back at work after a week away, a great backlog of work to get done, and the on-again/off-again evening work finally rescheduled for tonight. Nobody else seems to have anything to do so they stand around gossiping with a visiting ex-colleague for an hour and a half, then go out to the pub for an hour for lunch, then come back and have a birthday celebration in the middle of the room! Open-plan offices suck.
To top it off, there’s an email from the one non-responder to the wedding invites. “Oh sure, we’re coming,” but somehow it hadn’t occurred to them to send any kind of RSVP. Serve ’em right if they have to stand in the corner and eat dry toast…