corporate survivor – the first challenge – no www

Is there anyone out there who’s not gaga about yoga at the moment? Even pre-working meeting chats, while we are waiting for late comers, are now all about yoga lifestyle, Vikram, breathing, uurh… even I’ve got a yoga mat.

Right now that I’ve got your attention.

And what’s with all of these people who want to show me pictures of their cats – who cares – I’m a dog person da’cord. Go to www.kittenwar.com and knock yourself out.

Meoow! now that I have got your attention.

Anyone bother to check out that comet that recently whizzed by? Ok it wasn’t quite worlds collide but hey it could have been.

Now that I’ve lost your attention.

Beavis: I wish I was born with a tattoo.
Butthead: No dumb ass you’re not born with a tattoo; you get that when you join the navy.

Now that I have managed to recapture your attention.

Just hold on I think that’s my phone.

Quick a postID (for the idiot who popularized open plan office layouts) you gonna have to put prosaic in the toilets, next to condoms, if the internet keeps going down for hours on end like this, we can’t do any ‘work.’

Last week the internet went down for most of the day, I never suffered because I had my 3G card with me but I have never seen so many people in the office with that Stepford Wives look on their faces, mortified as to what they were experiencing.

Post noon, the mummies were getting twitchy, pause area televisions got louder, telephones where engaged, and the colour printers were jammed. I was an exception, I was happily checking in and up on all of you.

It may not be perfect but work’s getting pretty virtual these days, even if we are only MSNing each other or checking up on the NY Times before the US awakes it’s now a part of every work day and it’s getting harder to function without being connected.

Today, we’ve got another “outage” so I’m bolting for an espresso and a croissant as the natives continue to get (jiggy, uurhm) restless.