I got sick of the old black one, too dark and small writing and generally – meh!
Anyway – here we are, end of the working week (thank- you Easter) and its still lunchtime. Well, of a fashion. I have a conference call in a few minutes – the joy of working on large projects with lots of people and multi millions of dollar (that I’ll never see more than a fraction of a % of) contracts.
So, Perth was a bit on fire this morning. I didnt notice it on my way in (which, lets face at, at 6:50am, I’m not really in the business of noticing very much, its a mirracle that I make it in unscathed every day at all – there’s a story about that actually, which I might decide to write in a minute), but when I got to work shortly before 8 in the salubrious suburb of Cannington (yes, some more eagle eyed readers (of which there are only about 3, so who I am kidding) may make the connection about where I actually spend some of my working life) the place was all smokey and burny. Not Cannington proper (although some may say this is a wasted opportunity), just “somewhere out there in the direction of the hills” – smoke and whatnot everywhere.
Its all gone now, so the helitacs and firemen (for the record – I am never going to use the terms “firey” and “ambo”) must have got it all under control. So thats all good then.
No idea where I’m going with this..
I like shirts (make sure I have an “h” and not a “k” in the word so I’m not telling the world something quite different). I get to wear them for work and I mostly have interesting ones – I like pink shirts lots – people don’t tend to wear them in Perth, perhaps the average man on the street is not as comfortable with his masculinity as I am. I’ve oft wondered if people who drive very pimped V8’s (I’m leaving very and pimped bit in there cos my finacee’s ex- my to-be step children’s father – drives a V8 and he’s a Good Bloke) are the same people who noticably don’t wear pink shirts. Anyway, as I was saying, I like to wear cool shirts and look smart and its become clear that I dont have enough non work shirts. We have casual dress Fridays and I refuse to wear t-shirts to work, but I only really have a couple of non-work shirts. So I need to get some more. I love Paul Smith shirts, but I’m not sure I have the look (or height) to carry them off. Never mind the cost. They’re something like $250 each. They saying goes “you cant put a price on style” – well, you can. $250. so there.
Well that was all totally random – lunch over, back to work and conf calls..you’ll have to wait for the story bit that I promised earlier..
I like the new design. Ya big skirt-wearing Jessie.