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Oh stressful day
Dec. 22nd, 2008 05:58 pmBut on the plus side, one down and one to go.
Gabriele is on holiday, Doris is on holiay. So I was constantly switching desks/rooms, always feeling that, while I did this, I was neglecting that.
Janine arrived on the 13.55 flight, and I had to put one of our local staff into a taxi to meet her at the airport and bring her straight to the Embassy, where the poor thing had to spend 1,5 hours sitting in my office. She took it stoically though. Now we're at home, and she's dozing on the couch with ze boyz, because she only got 4 hours of sleep last night and is totally knackered. Later there shall be dinner and catching up.
It may be a slur on my housewifely prowess, but I decided to invite people to brunch on 25th at the Swissotel instead of, as originally planned, to my place. Today and tomorrow are full working days, I have to look after Gabriele's cats, and I really don't fancy spending the 24th - half of which I have to be at work, till 12 to be exact - frantically preparing for next day's brunch. Since everybody was nice and understanding, I don't feel too bad about it.
Ambassador actually had to speak to me today: Twice a year, the head of mission has to count the money, blank passports, visa stickers etc. so as to make sure everything's as it ought to be. So she had to come over to my office and stay there for 30 min until she was through with the counting. She didn't like it a bit, that much was obvious, although I graciously renounced cigarettes while she was in the room.
She'd already angered me beyond belief - yes, I'm still not immune, more's the pity - by an incredibly stupid email she sent me this morning: Last Tuesday, I had this problem with my back and needed to see the doctor. It hurt a lot, so I cancelled a working lunch with colleagues from the German Embassy, which wasn't a problem. I had to cancel because of my inabiity to sit for more than 10 minutes, which makes ating lunch rather awkward, and because I was feeling much too shitty to socialize. She actually had the gall to 1) accuse me of cancelling an important meeting (which it wasn't) just because I felt like it, 2) insinuate that I was 'allegedly ill' and 3) berate me for having taken Tuesday off work in spite of the 'important meeting' (I was there all day, grinding my teeth in pain, because there was so much work to be done, so I couldn't go home).
After receiving my answer, she actually apologized. In writing. Which doesn't make her less of a bitch.
Janine's suitcase contained cheese, real cheese like Camembert and Pecorino Sardo, Parma ham, truffle butter and sausages. So tonight there will be roast sausages and my very own brand of mashed potatoes. Yes, I'm drooling.
Gabriele is on holiday, Doris is on holiay. So I was constantly switching desks/rooms, always feeling that, while I did this, I was neglecting that.
Janine arrived on the 13.55 flight, and I had to put one of our local staff into a taxi to meet her at the airport and bring her straight to the Embassy, where the poor thing had to spend 1,5 hours sitting in my office. She took it stoically though. Now we're at home, and she's dozing on the couch with ze boyz, because she only got 4 hours of sleep last night and is totally knackered. Later there shall be dinner and catching up.
It may be a slur on my housewifely prowess, but I decided to invite people to brunch on 25th at the Swissotel instead of, as originally planned, to my place. Today and tomorrow are full working days, I have to look after Gabriele's cats, and I really don't fancy spending the 24th - half of which I have to be at work, till 12 to be exact - frantically preparing for next day's brunch. Since everybody was nice and understanding, I don't feel too bad about it.
Ambassador actually had to speak to me today: Twice a year, the head of mission has to count the money, blank passports, visa stickers etc. so as to make sure everything's as it ought to be. So she had to come over to my office and stay there for 30 min until she was through with the counting. She didn't like it a bit, that much was obvious, although I graciously renounced cigarettes while she was in the room.
She'd already angered me beyond belief - yes, I'm still not immune, more's the pity - by an incredibly stupid email she sent me this morning: Last Tuesday, I had this problem with my back and needed to see the doctor. It hurt a lot, so I cancelled a working lunch with colleagues from the German Embassy, which wasn't a problem. I had to cancel because of my inabiity to sit for more than 10 minutes, which makes ating lunch rather awkward, and because I was feeling much too shitty to socialize. She actually had the gall to 1) accuse me of cancelling an important meeting (which it wasn't) just because I felt like it, 2) insinuate that I was 'allegedly ill' and 3) berate me for having taken Tuesday off work in spite of the 'important meeting' (I was there all day, grinding my teeth in pain, because there was so much work to be done, so I couldn't go home).
After receiving my answer, she actually apologized. In writing. Which doesn't make her less of a bitch.
Janine's suitcase contained cheese, real cheese like Camembert and Pecorino Sardo, Parma ham, truffle butter and sausages. So tonight there will be roast sausages and my very own brand of mashed potatoes. Yes, I'm drooling.
