the beat goes on...

and the fun continues. The first two weeks in this new job have been a delightful plateau of boredom punctuated by occasional lows and over frequent cigarette breaks. I'd forgotten the oddity of office life, with so many disparate and incongruous personalities corralled together into a room with uncomfortable seats and too much climate control. There are the office trolls, the alpha males, the red stapler guy who never seems to leave. The supervisor who nearly loses it when death comes up in a conversation, the repository of all knowledge chick, the dude who looks like Craig David and the posse of wenches who arrive at 8.15 in the morning all boobs and hair like it's Friday night. More on these people later. I have drinks to drink and steam to spare.