You know you work stupid hours when:
- Upon reaching the door of your apartment complex in daylight (happened one day... nothing to do so we left early), you do a doubletake at it because the color is not familiar at all, and you have to check the house number to confirm that it is, indeed, the right door. ("Ohhh, so that's what that color looks like in daylight...")
- You rarely ever see your flatmates.
- When you do see them, conversations like this ensue:
"So when do you work tomorrow? Morning, afternoon or evening?"
"Er... morning, afternoon and evening..."
"(visibly cringing) Ah... ok... we'll do our best to be quiet when coming back home from drinking tonight."
(Actually happened. She looked so sympathetic and sorry for me I didn't have the courage to tell her "actually, I kinda enjoy it"...)
- Your plans to cook yourself semi-decent food at the apartment, at least for dinner, went right out of the window.
Went wandering around a couple bookstores a few days ago...
- "Harry Potter - now for adults!" I can't remember the exact wording of the sign that advertised the Harry Potter books with the "I'm a grownup book, honest" covers, but it was something like that. All I could think was, "Yeah, with all the stuff that was written for kids removed! Enjoy the books like they were really written!"
- Wandered through the poetry section, picked up a translation of Dante's Divina Commedia, out of sheer curiosity. Looked at the back cover, they'd quoted the last three verses of the poem on the back. My first thought was, "aw, they've spoiled the ending". *rolls eyes at self*
- Wandered through the languages section, was drawn by the shelves labelled "Latin" and "Greek" - only to discover "Latin for dummies". *headshelf* (I was tempted to buy it, actually, if only for the curiosity factor... but I really have better things to spend my money on.)
- Science fiction section... "The Origins of Tolkien's Middle-earth For Dummies". *headshelf* And they mispelled "Silmarillion". *headshelf* *headshelf* *headshelf*
- I will not buy the £50 edition of LotR with illustrations by Alan Lee, it's expensive and heavy (creating problems bringing it home) and just eye-candy since I already have the paperback... I will not buy it... I will not be tempted... *drools* I waaaaaaaaaaaant.
And finally, something that just happened a hour or so ago:
Lady, has nobody ever told you that going "hellooooooooooo?!" to get people's attention is rude? And please, don't look offended when I say I'm not Client Services, so I really can't help you. It's the truth. I'm IT. I have no clue about anything related to Client Services. I'm sitting in a completely different office with my back to the corridor, for fuck's sake. (I want a door, why can't we have a door? *whine*)