Monday: In contrast to last Monday it was a very wet and bleak start to the week, there was definitely no chest hair on display this Monday morning. However one thing did remain the same, the food delivery yet again…was late, and with the wet and gloomy weather outside, the coffee lovers this week were far less forgiving. For the fear of being confused as an inanimate object and thrown angrily across the office, I hid in a cupboard until it had arrived. However, with this becoming a regular occurrence, I think its important that we discuss the possibility of purchasing our own personal cow, I know some gnomes that would look great in little milk maid outfits and a cow would look right at home in our ideas garden. Maybe something to discuss on my twitter site…we should take a vote. (http://www.twitter.com/thegoldengnome) Yes gnomes can use twitter too. We’re hip, we’re cool.
The only other point of importance from Monday’s events, worthy of note, is that of Pauls ‘Do it Yourself Time Machine’, after receiving his flux capacitor in the post last Friday, he has since disappeared, presumably trapped back in 1985. Watch this space.
Tuesday: Obviously the big talk of the week was the tube strike that was set to ‘cripple’ the capital from Tuesday evening until Friday morning…but when all said and done didn’t turn out being all that doomy and gloomy as prophesized. If anything it was actually a welcome dose of exercise, and perhaps a stark reminder of how lazy you humans can be, not that I can say too much on this matter hitching rides in carrier bags for the last two days. But I’m not the one that moans every afternoon about my weight or about the fact I can’t find the time to fit in visits to the gym…whilst shovelling cheese and biscuits or scones down my mouth! You know who are!…be proud of those curves people!…you wouldn’t catch me moaning about my golden hips!
Wednesday: Now quite frankly, up until Friday the rest of the week went like this…The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming! The gnomes are coming!…
Thursday: The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! The gnomes are coming tomorrow! What shall I wear!?…
Friday: I don’t see why humans think it’s acceptable for us gnomes to travel around in cardboard boxes, there should be some kind of gnome help line that I can call, however…I was too excited to let that spoil my day, my new friends had arrived! It looked like Christmas morning in our reception area as 37 new gnomes were excitedly unpacked by the HR staff, perhaps too excitedly…I was suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of jealousy…what if there better than me? What if they like them more…am I going to be forgotten…I slapped myself out of it, I’m the coolest Golden Gnome in London, the only Golden Gnome! I’m a professional, I had to act like one, show these newbie’s whose the boss, I’m golden for a reason. With that in mind I’d like to give you all a warm welcome to HS&P…all 37 of you…in particularly Buxon Bess, I’m sure you’ll all feel right at home in our lovely Ideas Garden. Bess if you need anything call me…it doesn’t even necessarily have to be work related…
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Posted by Mike on July 1st, 2009 1:45 am