Overheard in my office...

Gouda, brie, cheddar? You tell me!

Gina — Wed, 24 Apr 2013 06:57:39 +0000

K is on the phone to someone celebrating their birthday…

K: So are you going to see that show with that Memerty guy? You know, A Handful of Cheese*?

*This is the actual show which is fantastic and highly recommended :?

Are you sure? No really. Are you?

Gina — Fri, 01 Mar 2013 07:49:03 +0000

K opens up the newspaper for the weekly specials. She sees a special listed on the PnP page that says *Norwood only.

She calls PnP.

K: So this special in the paper, it says that its at Norwood only. I want to know if its at any other store.

PnP (and here I can only assume this is what the operator was saying): No, its only at Norwood.

K: So its only at Norwood?

PnP: Yes.

K: Ok.

Im pretty sure that the PnP operator was banging his head on his desk. I know I was!

Its not the size that counts

Gina — Fri, 15 Feb 2013 07:39:08 +0000

E is teaching R how to rename a document…

E: So, right click on the item. You see the words are highlighted? Press delete. Now you can type what you want in the box.

R: But its too small.

E: What do you mean its too small?

R: The little box, its too small, the name will be too long to fit in…

But what if it is?

Gina — Tue, 08 Jan 2013 12:42:59 +0000

D is walking to the copier, documents in hand.

Me: D, its not working.

D continues to the copier.

Me: D! The copier is not working!

D reaches the copier, places her documents on the glass.

D: Oh, look, the copier isn’t working.

What? Where? How?

Gina — Thu, 06 Dec 2012 08:57:49 +0000

So I haven’t posted for a while but Im back, with a vengeance!

We had plans to go to venue A for our year end party, today R walks into our open plan office and says that venue A has been cancelled and we are now going to venue B.

We all have a detailed conversation about the new venue. Over the course of 10 minutes we discuss, the time it will take to get there, the things we will be doing, what time we will get back etc..

Then…

K: So are we not going to venue A anymore?

My eye is twitching!

Popeye must love it!

Gina — Thu, 28 Jul 2011 07:21:23 +0000

Thursday is traditionally sushi day for me. I offered to pick up sushi for anyone that wanted when I went to get mine at lunch time. This led to a discussion between some of the older ladies in my office about whether they ate sushi or not.

B: K, do you eat sushi?

K: No, I dont. Do you?

B: No! Raw fish!

K: I know. And that spinach that they put in it. Yuck!

That sounds cold…

Gina — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 08:13:12 +0000

Our office is usually warm, even in the open plan section, there is however a small passage from the door to the open plan space and that passage is rather chilly. We also have a paging system throughout the building.

K (looking up and pointing): Maybe the cold air is coming from that aircon?

Me: That’s a speaker…

They all look the same…

Gina — Mon, 25 Jul 2011 07:24:04 +0000

The conversation this morning revolved around the horrific killings of almost 100 youth in Oslo.

R: Its such a shame.

B and K make noises in the affirmative.

R: But you know, the gunman didnt really look the type to do something like this…

Because sociopaths and psychopaths have a specific look! Grrrrrrrr!

Its so last year…

Gina — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 11:05:24 +0000

I once again find myself on this blog… Anyone want to smack me upside the head is more than welcome.

I extracted all the relevant information to create our tax certificates, I pulled the info into the mail merge, I printed almost 1500 pages, we started signing the certificates…

S: Ummm, ladies, the date is last year, you have to redo them…

Me: FFS! *slams head on desk and starts all over again*

Are you sure?

Gina — Tue, 14 Jun 2011 08:39:40 +0000

R needs to send an email to a bank. She calls me to help her set up a delivery and read receipt. In the process of doing this the following conversation takes place.

Me: Put in the email address.

R (mumbling while she is typing the address): s. a. n. d. o. w. n. b. m. BM must be branch manager. at. bankname. dot. co. dot. za.

R: How do I know it will go to the right branch?

Me: It has the branch name in the email address.

R: Oh, but how will I know it will go to her? The branch manager?

Me: Because this is her address, the one she gave you…

R: But it doesnt have her name in it?

Me: It doesnt have to, it’s her address, I promise it will go to her.

R: Ok, because I want *her* to reply to me.