More flats. Danish, I think. Must be designed in the island of Mols, as NOBODY in their right mind would consider designing shoes with blush pink suede lining. Or buy them, for that sake. They do not look too tempting after being worn a couple of times. Purchased as (flat) backup shoes for work conference in San Francisco two years ago. The trip when I forgot that I had already packed my shoes (too much wine), and ended up packing 9 pairs of shoes and one furry pink slipper.
Had my hair cut today. And colored. Went for a very blonde color, as I do not like people to expect too much of me. Staying blonde is therefore quite comfortable, even though I suspect that I am really a brunette (with grey hairs) by now. Why is it that when you decide that your hair looks like shit and you need to do something about it, you wake up the morning of your hairdresser appointment to realize that your hair has never looked better, ever? Beats me.
I am looking very much forward to tomorrow. It is finally time for the autumn kick-off with work. This is the main (work) event of the year. Imagine around 100 business intelligence geeks, on an old tall ship built in 1927, sailing into the sunset. Quite a sight, isn't it? No, seriously - this is something I have always wanted to do (maybe not together with 99 other geeks, but still). I am not really expecting a lot of luxury onboard a ship like this, except maybe at least a SMALL spa and a jacuzzi. No casino, I guess. And the tax free shopping will be quite limited, even though we ARE going to cross the border. The worst part is, perhaps, that there will be no champagne. This is a so-called "dry ship". Meaning - no alcohol. At all. Kind of interesting to spend 24 hours straight with my colleagues - entirely SOBER. I mean, we do not actually drink while working, but all of our SOCIAL activities seem to involve some kind of drinking. Which makes sense, I guess, as most of us are quite introvert and shy. We tend to open up a bit more after a beer or fifteen. Me in particular. In "track & field" terms, I guess I am to concider something of a party rabbit. The one that tries to drag the rest of the field to the point of no return.
Maybe you will find this hard to believe, but in spite of us all being (really loveable) geeks (or maybe just because of that?) this is the most fun place I have ever worked. Of course, I sometimes experience things here too that make me want to pull my teeth out, but - hey, such things happen everywhere. At least we are not (yet!) one of those huge corporations flowing over with corporate bullshit (which I am allergic to). I guess we will get there eventually, but by that time I will hopefully have retired to an imaginary vineyard in Southern France. Anyway, when things sometimes get too much, at least it helps being with the right people. Even at times when we are wearing the exact same jacket, all 100 of us.
Now it is time to get my stuff together for the weekend. I had to buy a new bag today, as I only have these monster ones, and luggage capacity onboard is limited. I normally concider my 90 litre North Face duffel to be quite limited, but to show that I am indeed a team player, I have now gone out and bought the medium size 70 litre. In company pink.
Packing for trips with work is always difficult. If I decide to wear sweatpants and a hoodie during the conference session, everyone else seem to turn up in a really sharp suit. I never get it right. I really do not have a lot of time to try on stuff tonight either, as I have two status reports to write, and a project that is starting to eat me alive. Must. Stay. Calm.
I really want to wear my new sequin jacket during dinner on Saturday, but I am not sure if I have the guts. Might be a bit more Vegas than Gothenburg.
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