My third post in 2 days. Can you tell that I’m experiencing a slack period at work?
Don’t get me wrong, I do still have some work (if adding chest and underarm hair and facial stubble to Roman Gladiators can be called work), just not enough to keep me fully occupied from 9am until 5.30pm.
So, today we organised pizza on the roof terrace at lunchtime – with beer and wine – and then this afternoon I unplugged the headphones from my mac and have been DJ’ing via iTunes for the rest of the room… with strict instructions to avoid all my suicidal stuff (Radiohead, Nirvana, Coldplay, Amy Winehouse, Snow Patrol etc) as well as the homicidal stuff (Foo Fighters, Rage Against The Machine, Green Day, Eminem etc). Which, to be fair, doesn’t leave a whole heck of a lot – especially since Saint-Saëns, Handel and Mozart were all equally vetoed on the grounds of their tendency towards inducing soporific states inconsistent with proof-reading indices. Oh, and nothing with explicit lyrics, in case the boss walks in.
Which leaves Dolly Parton and Elvis.