A REALLY hard day at work
Sep. 24th, 2005 11:16 amLast night, at the Burning Hand during the dinner and highly enjoyable conversation in honor of
kathrynt's mother's 60th birthday, I learned the following valuable lesson:
No matter how much I might bitch about my job, I am deeply grateful that at no point during in my career as a software tester or a localization engineer have I ever had to try to take the temperature of a rhinoceros by sticking a thermometer up its backside, having my arm get stuck, getting dragged behind the beast as it wakes up and starts charging across the African savannah, getting inundated by rhino poo when my arm actually comes loose, being chased by the same rhino as it realizes that the thing that pissed it off is in fact BEHIND it, reaching my Land Rover and frantically jumping into it only to land on a bullet full of the same stuff I'd used to immobilize the rhino, and accordingly having just enough time to scream "HELP!" into my radio before I am completely immobilized and unable to even move the radio handset away from my mouth before the park officials show up to find the rhino scratching its shoulders against my vehicle.
And, on top of it all, not even getting the rhino's actual temperature.
Kathryn's dad tells excellent stories.
Also, the smoked salmon was superb, especially with the wine recommended by Kathryn, and so was the cheesecake and peach-and-plum-crumble made by
emmacrew. Between the food and the conversation, a fabulous gathering all around.
More Friday morning miles: 0.2 (walk from bus stop to building 50)
Friday evening miles: 2.45 (walking)
Miles out of Hobbiton: 345.55
Miles to Rivendell: 112.45
No matter how much I might bitch about my job, I am deeply grateful that at no point during in my career as a software tester or a localization engineer have I ever had to try to take the temperature of a rhinoceros by sticking a thermometer up its backside, having my arm get stuck, getting dragged behind the beast as it wakes up and starts charging across the African savannah, getting inundated by rhino poo when my arm actually comes loose, being chased by the same rhino as it realizes that the thing that pissed it off is in fact BEHIND it, reaching my Land Rover and frantically jumping into it only to land on a bullet full of the same stuff I'd used to immobilize the rhino, and accordingly having just enough time to scream "HELP!" into my radio before I am completely immobilized and unable to even move the radio handset away from my mouth before the park officials show up to find the rhino scratching its shoulders against my vehicle.
And, on top of it all, not even getting the rhino's actual temperature.
Kathryn's dad tells excellent stories.
Also, the smoked salmon was superb, especially with the wine recommended by Kathryn, and so was the cheesecake and peach-and-plum-crumble made by
More Friday morning miles: 0.2 (walk from bus stop to building 50)
Friday evening miles: 2.45 (walking)
Miles out of Hobbiton: 345.55
Miles to Rivendell: 112.45
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Date: 2005-09-29 05:35 pm (UTC)It was a great trip; awe was a daily occurrence.
We were there just before Christmas, so it was high summer. Very odd, to find Christmas decorations out in the arid bits of the bush on sweltering days. To cope with how car-claustrophobic we got on our game viewing expeditions, Dan and I made up filks of seasonal carols. Our favorite was:
See them grazing all before us
Impala-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
More and more come out of the forest
Impala-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Quite prolific little breeders
Impala-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
So the lions can be feeders
Impala-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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Date: 2005-12-12 02:47 am (UTC)I can just bet that it was very strange to see those Christmas decorations in arid weather!