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Mar. 26th, 2008 10:23 pmEvening shift today to make up for Monday. Delicious chicken chasseur for lunch. Came out of the canteen to see Sue #1, Louise #1, Carole and Carolyn coming along the corridor together; Carole was just getting the devastating news that a cheque had bounced. It soon became apparent that the cheque was one she'd written for FA Cup semi-final tickets. I went over with the intent of consoling her, but the other ladies were already surrounding her.
"What's that, Wembley tickets?" I asked.
"Yes," said Carole. "I have to try at six o'clock tomorrow morning now."
"Have you got one?" Louise #1 asked me.
"Well, no, I'll be watching Havant & Waterlooville that day and I'm not interested in Pompey."
"Lucky you. Carole's about to cry."
"Poor lass," I said, but they all rushed back upstairs without me getting the chance to give her a hug.
As Pat had said to me in an internal e-mail, "sorry, but it's that time of year again" - the time when we have to write our self-assessments. Actually I didn't mind as it got me off the phones for an hour and three-quarters :)
Just before 8 pm I was coming back from a health and safety break when Steve mimed kicking a football, and asked if I was going to the TV lounge to watch France v England. I replied that I was unlikely to get away with taking a 90-minute health and safety break (you're meant to take 5 minutes or just over). He said he'd worked straight through since the start so was going to take half an hour now to watch some of the game. And off he toddled while I returned to the phones.
At about 8.40 Albert asked me if I knew the latest score. I said no, but the bloke almost opposite me said France had scored. Going for my next health and safety break I agreed to find out the latest news for them, and popped down to the coffee lounge expecting it to be full of guys watching the match, but the place was empty and the telly was off. It occurred to me that maybe we don't actually have Sky Sports. I surfed on to the Net and called up the latest score - 1-0 to France, from a Ribery penalty - and learned the bad news from my own viewpoint : my Oranje were losing 3-1 in Austria.
I returned to the unit - and on my way back to my workstation was stopped by a young man asking me when Havant & Waterlooville's next home match was. He fancied checking us out! I told him we're playing Sutton on 5 April and that if he's interested in the FA Cup semi he can watch it in the clubhouse before our game. I think he was tempted - fingers crossed. On my return to my workstation I relayed the news from France.
Home to find out the Netherlands had staged a magnificent comeback to win 4-3. SUPER JAN VENNEGOOR OF HESSELINK!!
"What's that, Wembley tickets?" I asked.
"Yes," said Carole. "I have to try at six o'clock tomorrow morning now."
"Have you got one?" Louise #1 asked me.
"Well, no, I'll be watching Havant & Waterlooville that day and I'm not interested in Pompey."
"Lucky you. Carole's about to cry."
"Poor lass," I said, but they all rushed back upstairs without me getting the chance to give her a hug.
As Pat had said to me in an internal e-mail, "sorry, but it's that time of year again" - the time when we have to write our self-assessments. Actually I didn't mind as it got me off the phones for an hour and three-quarters :)
Just before 8 pm I was coming back from a health and safety break when Steve mimed kicking a football, and asked if I was going to the TV lounge to watch France v England. I replied that I was unlikely to get away with taking a 90-minute health and safety break (you're meant to take 5 minutes or just over). He said he'd worked straight through since the start so was going to take half an hour now to watch some of the game. And off he toddled while I returned to the phones.
At about 8.40 Albert asked me if I knew the latest score. I said no, but the bloke almost opposite me said France had scored. Going for my next health and safety break I agreed to find out the latest news for them, and popped down to the coffee lounge expecting it to be full of guys watching the match, but the place was empty and the telly was off. It occurred to me that maybe we don't actually have Sky Sports. I surfed on to the Net and called up the latest score - 1-0 to France, from a Ribery penalty - and learned the bad news from my own viewpoint : my Oranje were losing 3-1 in Austria.
I returned to the unit - and on my way back to my workstation was stopped by a young man asking me when Havant & Waterlooville's next home match was. He fancied checking us out! I told him we're playing Sutton on 5 April and that if he's interested in the FA Cup semi he can watch it in the clubhouse before our game. I think he was tempted - fingers crossed. On my return to my workstation I relayed the news from France.
Home to find out the Netherlands had staged a magnificent comeback to win 4-3. SUPER JAN VENNEGOOR OF HESSELINK!!
