Now I’m not saying Mondays aren’t happier here at HS&P than the typical 9-5 drag, but last Monday was a particularly Happy one (hence the capital). This was all down to the glorious, blink and you’ll miss it, weather that we were experiencing, and by the amount of rosie cheeks and noses gracing the office people had clearly been abusing too many beer gardens over the weekend. With a smile on everyone’s face, including the homeless guy outside Oxford Circus tube station, nothing could dampen our spirits, not even the fact that we were all walking around with empty cups awaiting the all too often late arrival of the food delivery. Not even the fact that the intranet was down…resulting in no one really having a clue to whether they were coming or going.
The soaring temperatures had definitely spilled into the week, not that we needed a weather man to point this out for us, forget mercury readings; we have Vish’s chest hair readings, the more chest hair on display the better the weather will be!
Despite the mass lunchtime exodus into the sun I opted to stay in the shade, gnome fashion is pretty limited, woollen dungarees, hats and not to mention the beard all add up to a pretty sweaty mess in the heat…it chafes like you wouldn’t believe too.
For 15 minutes on Tuesday the HS&P 2nd floor kitchen was the hottest venue in town, as Alex stumbled across six forgotten scones left over from the previous week’s afternoon tea. With only a day sell by date remaining Alex posted this holiest of finds on the Intranet. (I neglected to point out to him that the clotted cream had expired 3 days previous….got to get my gnomey kicks some where)
Predictably Tom Beavington (our own personal waste disposal unit) was down first to get a piece of the glory, followed quickly by the rest of the agency. Unfortunately, without our own Agency Messiah (Note: Google agency messiah) to spread our six remaining scones across the 70 odd hungry staff, the majority had to make do with crisps…Not every day can be as good as scone day people…Rachael just gets lazy.
You’d be forgiven for thinking there was a rock star roaming the floors of Bewlay house on Wednesday this week, for this was no ordinary Wednesday, it was our fortnightly visit from Christian, our ‘Mr I.T’ guy, who spends the day getting mobbed by both ,adoring, women and males fighting for his attention, aright work if you can get it. However, personally, unless you can speak fluent binary, it’s all cling on, but a nice guy all the same.
The sunny weather from the weekend was still managing to hold out into the middle of the week. The chest hair readings were still looking very favourable; however with the weather man promising that this would be the last of it, I reluctantly decided to brave the inevitable chafing for some evening sun with my gnomies by the pond.
Despite the impression these blogs may give we don’t sit around all day eating scones and staring at chest hair, inevitably a time comes when we have to buckle down, we’re just lucky that the majority of the gifted HS&P staff make this look effortless.
Thursday consisted of meetings, meetings and a few more meetings, and as amusing as watching the HR staff flapping around narrowly avoiding mid air collisions was, I left the account execs to pitch their creative concepts and cunning strategies and ventured upstairs for a more Zen like experience on the creative floor. Throughout the week, Paul Zeilder (Head of Copy) has been hovering in reception awaiting delivery of weird shape packages; he claims the items to be ‘fishing’ equipment. Now the great thing about gnomes is, we’re small, we fit in tight spaces, like under desks, and I can confirm, that Paul is in fact constructing a ‘D.I.Y time machine’ and is now eagerly awaiting the last crucial part…the flux capacitor. Watch this space.
As we approach the end of the week and last weekends tans begin to shed…it is as if the whole of HS&P is suffering from a contagious outbreak of Dandruff. Despite this embarrassing ailment I hope everyone enjoys their weekend as much as the last.
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