Already Doing It


If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be?

Simple answer, I’m already doing it.

Either, jeans or dark shorts and a polo shirt.

These are the clothes I feel most comfortable in. It has been many years since I felt the need to wear anything more formal.

When I first started work, it was in a small (8 people) engineering works and then, later with the MOD as a Fitter/Turner apprentice. During my apprenticeship and later, on my tools, I typically wore jeans and a t-shirt under my overalls. A few years later, still in the MOD, I became a Ratefixer / Planner. Here, the expectation was that you dressed like a “professional.” If not wearing a suit, certainly smart trousers, jacket, collar and tie.

I left the MOD to join IBM where I stayed for 38 years. In the beginning the dress code was quite formal. But over the years, in line with the real world, the requirements were relaxed. As long as you weren’t customer facing. And I definitely wasn’t. So, over the years, I ditched the jackets, tossed the ties and reverted to my natural slob.

And so here I am, back where I started, wearing the same outfit, day after day ….. my retirees uniform.

Jeans / shorts and polo shirt / t-shirt

488


That’s right, 488. Four Hundred and Eighty Eight

That’s the number of emails I had waiting for me this morning.

I was only gone for two lousy weeks

Back To Earth With A Bump


Yes indeed. Back to earth with a bump. Back to work, in the office. Its soggy wet outside. Raining hard and blowing a hooley.. Its only taken two days for the holiday shine to be tarnished.
Ce la vie !!!

This Is A Cracker


The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day.  Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialled the employee’s home phone number and was greeted with a child’s whisper. ‘ Hello ? ‘

‘Is your daddy home?’ he asked.

Yes ,’ whispered the small voice.
May I talk with him?’

The child whispered, ‘ No .’

Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, ‘Is your Mummy there?’ ‘ Yes

‘May I talk with her?’ Again the small voice whispered, ‘ No

Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, ‘Is anybody else there?’

Yes , whispered the child, ‘ a policeman . ‘

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee’s home, the boss asked, ‘May I speak with the policeman?’

No, he’s busy , ‘ whispered the child.

‘Busy doing what?’

Talking to Daddy and Mummy and the Fireman , ‘ came the whispered answer.

Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, ‘What is that noise?’

A helicopter answered the whispering voice.

‘What is going on there?’ demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. Again, whispering, the child answered,

The search team just landed a helicopter

Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, ‘What are they searching for?’

Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle…

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