Major deadline closing today. I have one of those jobs where I have to wait on other people to send me stuff, and of course, they're late. So late that a Vice President sat down with me and called them up. It's nice to work with senior executives, they're really nice but you're kind of scared the entire time.
Despite her pulling her VP-card, I'm still waiting on a few people to gimme their stuff. Fucking Brits, waiting until the absolute last moment. So...I had the marvelous idea of staying the night in the office and sleeping on the floor, all for the sake of a 3 am call I need to make to the UK. Our 3 am is their 8 am.
"Cheerio. So...where's my shit?"
Analyse that.
OMG I GOT A VOICEMAIL. KJDSAFLJKJF
ReplyDeletemy favorite british phrase I learned during training is "Jog on"
ReplyDeleteSo useful.
I think it's hilarious that you slept at the office.. I'm always tempted to do that on late nights, but now I live like 5 minutes away so really don't have an excuse.
ReplyDeleteI admire the Brits working life style. Some day i want to send my children to a preperatory and eat/drink at pubs and be witty, clever and spell things like harbor like harboUr...