Working from home

Because of my toe condition I am working at home at the moment. Fun. Or is it? I noticed I miss my colleagues, I even miss my boss. I miss my boss ending every sentence with “I hvert fald”, she doesn’t do this on mail. I miss laughing with my next desk buddy, a girl at my age, weighing double as much as I do and having a 10 years younger virile police officer as a boyfriend (this must be the ultimate proof that God does NOT exist).

I miss listening to my colleagues talking about exciting TV programs like “Paradise Island” and “Bonde søger brud” (something about farmer dating). It really fascinates me that they talk about these programs with an intensity as they were negotiating peace with Hamas. This fascinates me just as much as when I hear someone defending Sarah Palin with a total poker face. Did Sarah Palin really say: "...there is hope and opportunity in our neighbouring country of Afghanistan”? I wouldn’t doubt for a second. When I was exchange student in the States, a girl at school once asked my host sister where I was from. “She is from Finland”, my host sister answered. “Oh, from Venus”, the girl said. I don’t know how you can mishear Finland to be Venus, but the hearing problem is the least of her problems, I guess.

So not much collegial small talk these days. Fortunately people keep me updated once in a while; I got this mail yesterday about the office situation:
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“Office is so cold…I am feeling very sleepy in this temperature. But in all the mountain/hiking disaster movies, the man always tell the woman not to fall into sleep, otherwise they will die. In cold weather/in the cave full of snow or whatever, man always shouted: wake up, wake up, don’t fall asleep….woman says: but it feels warm, oh, Eric, Eric…. Then man will take off his clothes and her clothes, clue their bodies together to get body heat.”

Thank you for your quote, Heaven (though without asking for copyright). Working at home is indeed very boring compared to office gossiping!