1. Today’s first work decision involved the photo below, supplied as visual reference for a detailed illustration of a medieval knight in armour, and the following email from one of my German artists:
i had a closer look at the Prince Ferdinand armour refs – and i can remember that we had problems with even indicating horse genitals before. I think this is too offensive for some markets? So, we should change the artwork, yes? Wie schade!
Salvador Dali would love my life…
2. I went speed-dating again last week. It was ‘University Educated’ speed-dating (a sub-set recommended by a friend who met her last boyfriend at the same event last year) and the evening was enlivened by a trivia quiz, to the winner of which a prize was promised. I shan’t bother with false modesty here since you all know me well enough to see straight through it: I won, with a score of 9/10. NO ONE is more trivial than me. Tragically, however, the much vaunted prize turned out to be two tickets to another speed-dating event. How utterly rubbish.
I learnt two interesting pieces of information during the evening which I will share with you here.
i) That China has more sheep than Australia (which was the question I answered incorrectly)
ii) That neuro-surgeons have absolutely no sense of humour when it comes to rocket science jokes. Also, they really dislike being beaten at trivia. Especially by blonde women who fail to begin the proper form of worship as soon as the words “Actually, I’m a surgeon. What kind of surgery? Oh, neuro-surgery” fall from their lips.
3. Normally, I don’t tick anyone at these things, because nobody really takes my fancy and I don’t wish to waste my or anyone else’s time. But on this occasion I decided to heed the advice of the organiser-lady and tick men who seemed interesting and intelligent, regardless of whether I was romantically or sexually attracted to them, on the grounds that widening one’s social circle with new friends is a good way to meet potential partners.
So, I ticked four men:
a) Neuro-surgeon Man: because, although he was a little arrogant and overweight, he was intelligent. Plus, I’m sure I must appear arrogant sometimes, too, so I ought not to hold that against anyone, right? 😉
b) Tall Slightly Odd Guy: because he was interesting looking and I was initially drawn to him, and we had a good chat both before the event began and again during the break. I enjoyed verbally sparring with him, although a couple of things he said threw me a little. Can’t remember exactly what now, but it wasn’t because they were off-colour, it was more a cultural reference thing that I didn’t get because of my non-Aussie background.
c) Ethnic Vietnamese Traveller Guy: because, although he is a doctor, he had just taken a year out to travel the world and to visit the village in Vietnam where his parents had been born. He was not terribly tall but was intelligent and interesting.
d) Another Bloke Who I Am Entirely Unable To Remember. Oh wait, he was an English chap from Surrey or Sussex. Now a high school teacher over here. I think I ticked him just because he seemed so familiar, you know?
Anyway, did any of them tick me? Only c.
So that should teach me.
Although it probably won’t.
4) There was a cute guy there, though, behind the bar. When I first arrived and ordered a drink, he complimented me on my perfume, which was lovely as well as unexpected. We caught each other’s eye a few times during the night, too.
So, before I left I wrote the following on a napkin:
‘If you’re single, call me’
with my phone number, and gave it to the other barman to pass on to Cute Guy (since he’d disappeared into the staff area carrying some boxes and I didn’t want to hang around outside the door to waylay him).
I’ve never done that before. Go me!
Of course, he hasn’t called me. But still. I did it. I wonder whether the half glass of champagne I had consumed had anything to do with it – given that I don’t usually drink so my half glass is probably equivalent to most people’s three glasses…