Send in the Clowns
Mood:  incredulous
Now Playing: Barbara Streisand (Because Stephen's Not Here)
Topic: Elisabeth's Entries

My face got so red my co-worker asked me if I was ok. Having been roped into emergency reception cover since I started, I learned today that I'm now scheduled to do this once a week for the company's receptionist while she has her lunch break. This has made me very angry.

Why? Because I'm a selfish workaholic? Because I hate answering phones? Or is it because not one single man has to do this? It's only women who are fit to have their own work interupted.

My emotions out of control, I got all into a huff and told my manager how sexist it is and how I can't accept it...Then he proceeded to talk about how funny it would be for the office to play men vs. women 5-a-side in football and what a laugh it would be like the last time the men beat the woman 36 to 1.

What do you say? What can you say? Lad culture prevails.

Food news? I'm continuing to pack my lunches, and even made chocolate chip cookies, which I'm trying not to scarf down all at once.

But healthy persuits don't always agree...such as the raspberry/banana smoothie I made today with mouldy rasperries. I only noticed afterwards!! And let me just say, it's a good thing Stephen's working a late shift. I'll keep the windows just slightly ajar.

I finished reading Susan Sontag's "Death Kit" a very trippy existential ending.

If I can stop being lazy, I might attempt a wholemeal bread loaf from scratch. Otherwise, I'll just be lazy.