The day began very much well. I went to see a client in the morning to check the location and sound check for a test the next day. I bought snacks for the people in the office and happily munching while chatting with them. I took out my 'homework' from the training I gave last week and started typing. I thought to myself, "I'm going to take it easy today. I'm going to enjoy the day. Some typing, some phone calls, few chats with dear friends through YM, finish some work then go home while the sun is still up so I can have a look at some flower plants I bought yesterday." Sounds like a perfect plan for what people call 'a blue monday'? Indeed. Little did I know that this plan was about to change....
He came to the office and went straight to my office room while I was chatting with some friends through YM. After an hour, someone knocked and asked for signatures. Discussion about some meeting. I looked at the student paper on the table, "Will I be able to read you?". Then the yadayadayada continued.
Another half hour, another bundle of documents to sign. I looked at my computer screen sadly, thinking, "Sorry. Now I forget why I turned you on, computer." Another yadayadayada.
The phone rang. My colleague said she's going downstairs with a reason I can't remember now. With her in the discussion, I bet it's going to take long before the two of them left. I was right. And I was beginning to feel frustrated. I sent a message to a friend and told him, "Now there are three people." "It's like a conference," he said. Then I had to listen to another yadayadayada for the next hour.
A subject about a parent's complaint showed up and then he decided to talk to the person's superior. Naturally, I expected him to discuss that in his own room, right? Apparently I was wrong about many things today. Soooo... there were we. The four of us in my room!! They talked for another hour and I started to get bored and made some phone calls. Unimportant phone calls, of course. :-)
When we were finally alone again, the yadayadayada was on me only. It was hard to keep an exciting face. How could I? I've seen that face and listened to the same voice for almost four hours? Frustrated and tired of listening, I turned off the computer, cleaned my desk and locked the drawers, hoping I could drive him off. Another unsuccessful attempt. He was about to write things on a small piece of paper when a phone call asked for him. He didn't want to see the person so he ran out and left everything behind, a kind of worried that person might search for him herself. I almost laughed seeing him hurriedly left my desk but I was relieved at the same time. PHEW! Had I known it was THAT easy to drive him off, I would have invited her into my chamber sooner .... Hahahaha.
Let's see... That's FOUR hours! It's too much, even for my standard.
But, do you want to know the most "amazing" thing? He returned to my room (AGAIN!!) after spending only an hour in his. WHAT? ANOTHER YADAYADAYADA??????? I was not frustrated, I was depressed. Here we go again? Then a savior came. A colleague who had been dying to see me and had waited the whole day, literally kicked him out of my room.He was not willing to leave but she pushed him away from his seat. I guess she knew he'd been there the whole time.
I ended up going home at 7, from my initial plan to go at 5 so I can see my flowers. :-(( On my way home, I drove feeling sad that I practically didn't do much today because of what happened. Next time, I'd better think of better strategies to avoid him. CIAYO!
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