#26.2.2016

Ein Lager voller Ähren

Das Sofa auf der Dritten Ebene

Mama Meike und die Frau mit Bart

Sie nannten mich Mama Meike..... ...aber das war natürlich nur ein Code-Wort!

Nur die engsten Mitarbeiter kannten ihn. Er bedeutet aber auch eine gehörige Portion Verantwortung -

Es will schon was heißen, die geistige Mutter für 380 Undercover-Livespieler bei Ikea zu sein. Mit meinem Hirn steuere ich sie Alle - mache die Einteilung (also wer in welcher Abteilung, und mit wem und welchem verkaufsfördernden Dialog). Dafür hatte ich einen speziellen Platz, gleich nach der Wohnzimmerabteilung und vorbei an den Sitzmöbeln, hoch oben auf der Dritten Ebene tronte ich auf meinem High-End-Sofa.

Einzig und allein auf die Frau mit Bart mußte ich gehörig aufpassen. Sie kam mir mehr als einmal in die Quere (und ebenso häufig fand ich ein Haar von ihr in meiner Suppe).

Sie hatte ihre eigenen Mittel diese von mir gesteuerten "Bewohner" unserer Live-Sets zu beeinflussen. So ging sie zum Beispiel einmal zu dem Darsteller, der  für den Mini-Balkon eingeteilt war (des Appartments, welches wir intern auf den Spitznamen "Schwedenbitter" getauft hatten), und versprach ihm doch glatt ein Lager voller Ähren. Als Bedingung dafür solle er aber nicht länger nur das Plastikwürstchen den den ganzen Tag grillen, sondern darüberhinaus auch noch den in den typischen-Landesfarben-gehaltenen String-Tanga  tragen .....

*prost*

So yeah. I did some work. People discussing safety and security in the context of nuclear power has a very hopeful post-apocalyptic touch. I had some fun with it after I managed to concentrate on it. I was supposed to make a summary but that needs a lot of focus I didn't have so I was writing down quotes because transcribing is basically turning off your brain and just typing as fast as possible. The main speaker was from the UK which means I didn't have to decipher what he's talking about as is often the case with non-native speakers.

Here's some quotes I really liked:

“We do need each other, stop just working in your own box.”

“Do not forget that having control changes the perception of risk.”

“Storytelling is a good way to pass on cultural lessons to future generations.”

And a huge thanks to kadan for chatting with me. It was the perfect distraction to keep me focused on this. I always feel a bit sad when I can't give kadan (or anyone I'm chatting with) my full attention but today it felt so great just having you there. Short breaks to rest but not long enough to distract me completely from what I was doing. Thank you so much <3 <3

Playing with my mala worked too. I think, next time I'll just play with the beads during the conference/speech/wuthever. It should be low-key enough to not disturb people but keep me focused. I feel like this is the least intrusive or self-harming coping mechanism I have. And nobody is going to question me playing with a rosary, besides maybe asking if I'm Buddhist. Which, honestly, considering how multi-cultural my work place is, nobody will ask unless we go for lunch.

After work I caught up with Alex, which was nice. We were supposed to meet for lunch at 12 but Alex slept in and I woke him up with a phone call at 12:15. LOL

I got over 600 words in on Drapetomania and the next chapter will just need a good edit before it's ready to be posted. Yay! @nia was so kind to read over it and see if the emotions are believable. A bit thanks to you too, for making my evening nicer <3

My boss asked me to work on Saturday, because it's election day and he needs to know the elections started as they were supposed to. He apologised that I'd have to wake up early and I found that so sweet. He knows I often sleep in and just the fact that he remembers makes me so happy. We're just exchanging emails as he's in Berlin and I'm not. I have such a huge squish on him. Ugilragsj