Eight Hour Working Day, Anyone?
 

Well, um, another stunningly exciting Sunday of work awaits me tomorrow. I’m rather grateful I got all the necessary sight-seeing out of the way prior to these current beasting at work. A few random musings in place of anything more exciting.

First, my Thursday this week appeared to span a great number of hours more than the usual 24. I was in work until 3am on Wednesday night / Thursday morning, so in effect my Thursday began on Wednesday. Then of course it continued as Thursday in its true sense when I was back at work for 9am. It continued into Friday’s early hours, but for all intents and purposes it still felt like Thursday. And then my friend and colleague who was out in London until the early hours of Friday morning was effectively still having her Thursday night out until around 11am on my Friday morning. It was only then that Thursday finally departed. That’s one long Thursday. All that said, all passed rather quickly.

Second, if one listens to ClassicFM “listen live” at work, from say around 9pm until 1 or 2am (as I have many times of late), one progresses from the lunchtime program into “drivetime” and then, on one occasion, I also managed the opening sounds of “relaxing classics at 7pm”. That’s when you really realize that London is truly half a day apart (and, arguably, that you should be in bed).

Third, I’m astounded by the repercussions one wretched game of football has – OK, so we’ve lost our Euro 2008 campaign and, apparently, prejudiced our Euro 2010 qualification. But that’s nothing. The share prices of various sports retailers fell on Thursday; shops are predicting a fall in sales of England football kits and all associated paraphernalia; and apparently we’re going to be drinking less beer and holding less BBQs next summer as a result. I suppose that shall ease the Governments anxiety over our growing obesity epidemic.

Fourth, yesterday I learnt that if a ship is "listing badly", it means that it is tipping badly / leaning to one side. And there was me thinking it meant that you'd been pretty ineffective in writing your weekly shopping list and had thus forgotten to buy a loaf of bread.

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On November 24, 2007 at 12:52, Ollie said:

We haven't prejudiced our Euro 2010 qualification at all. It's the World Cup that year, there is no European Championship again until 2012.

And only a lawyer could talk of a football team "prejudicing" its future in a competition! Should Steve McClaren be held in contempt of court?


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