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Sock Puppetry, not in the fannish sense
Nov. 11th, 2005 06:51 pmYesterday wasn't so productive, but today was better. Slept in until I was forced awake by the gardening service trimming the hedges outside my window, and then I got a head start on cleaning out the hall closet. I know why I'm having such a problem with clutter - I'd have boxed it all up and moved by now - twice! instead of needing to deal with seasonal whatever.
I even biked down to the IMA and went for a swim. Got absolutely soaked on the way down, and I wussed out and took the bus home when it started pouring, but it's more than I've done in a while. Plus, as it was a holiday, I only had to deal with one slow guy in my lane instead of 4. Seriously, if I'm lapping you on a kickboard? Maybe you should move to the Slow lane. And the two guys in the fast lane were oogle-worthy: Lovely form. Made me sigh and wish I were watching the Olympics instead of the rapidly-approaching wake of Slow-Man. Oops, no, passed him. Hah.
So anyway: sock puppets. There's a morale team at work - we were doing fine without them, but apparently they needed to write out the department's mission statement or something, and Service Excellence is all a part of it. (It's also the part where I think 'Be excellent to each other' and crack up.) They're having a little presentation for all the staff to sort of tell what they do, no doctors allowed.
Which, ok. Our chairman's assistant was grousing a little that all she does is deny appointments because his schedule is that full (you want to talk to him? How's next July?), but some of the assistants juggle a lot of stuff: research, grants, 3 different surgeons and a yearly presentation/talk. And they should get a chance to shine.
And yet it all smells of just a little overeager the beatings-will-continue-until-morale-improves. So my off-the-cuff 'hey, I could do a little puppet show! With sock puppets!' turned into something vaguely serious. As serious as no one else could come up with anything, so why not?
Oi.
I even biked down to the IMA and went for a swim. Got absolutely soaked on the way down, and I wussed out and took the bus home when it started pouring, but it's more than I've done in a while. Plus, as it was a holiday, I only had to deal with one slow guy in my lane instead of 4. Seriously, if I'm lapping you on a kickboard? Maybe you should move to the Slow lane. And the two guys in the fast lane were oogle-worthy: Lovely form. Made me sigh and wish I were watching the Olympics instead of the rapidly-approaching wake of Slow-Man. Oops, no, passed him. Hah.
So anyway: sock puppets. There's a morale team at work - we were doing fine without them, but apparently they needed to write out the department's mission statement or something, and Service Excellence is all a part of it. (It's also the part where I think 'Be excellent to each other' and crack up.) They're having a little presentation for all the staff to sort of tell what they do, no doctors allowed.
Which, ok. Our chairman's assistant was grousing a little that all she does is deny appointments because his schedule is that full (you want to talk to him? How's next July?), but some of the assistants juggle a lot of stuff: research, grants, 3 different surgeons and a yearly presentation/talk. And they should get a chance to shine.
And yet it all smells of just a little overeager the beatings-will-continue-until-morale-improves. So my off-the-cuff 'hey, I could do a little puppet show! With sock puppets!' turned into something vaguely serious. As serious as no one else could come up with anything, so why not?
Oi.
