One of the departments I support here at work is HR. Sometimes known as the "chick" department. Typically the women in HR outnumber the men pretty significantly. In our case I think companywide (which means internationally) there are perhaps 3 men in HR jobs.
Because I work for this department I get the opportunity to be involved in Holiday celebrations. I saw "get to" because deep down I like doing it. On the surface I give them the impression that I'm doing it to save my job. Otherwise I'd end up running most of the events, which would severely cut into my goofing off and surfing the net time here at work.
Last night I volunteered to stay late to decorate the room we will be using for our Halloween celebration. The other gals have families and spouses/significant others to take care of at home. I don't know why I thought doing all the decorating would be a slam dunk. I had mentally ticked off 1/2 hour, and hour at most for the task.
It took me 1 1/2 hours to do it up. There were tables to cover, fake cob webs to pull to fine bone chilling lengths, streamers to twist and tape up, fake spiders to place strategically .... The room is very big so it took awhile. That and I didn't have someone to hold up the other end of streamers etc. By the time I was done the building was empty of even the people who work late.
I had also agreed to pick up some classic horror films to watch during the event. I had thought that the local Blockbuster would have them, so I stopped on my way home. Turns out all they have is the newer stuff like Halloween, Freddie Kruger stuff, Pumpkin Head, etc. I was looking for black and white versions of Frankenstein, Dracula, Bride of Frankenstein, etc. I ended up driving to a specialty video store 3 towns over through nightmare traffic. I had waited too long to get any of the three movies I really wanted and had to settle for Godzilla (black and white version) and Rocky Horror Picture Show.
By now it was 7:30 and the traffic should have been light, but the bay bridge is broken and about 800,000 people are having to reroute their commute, many of them on the highway that I normally take to run my errands and go to work on. I poked along the highway (6 lanes both ways) at about 25-30 miles an hour for the entire 20-30 miles. My stomach was growling and I was so sleepy that I had a bad case of glassy eyed drooling going on. If anyone had looked at me going by I'd have been doing a pretty good impersonation of a zombie. lol
I did a quick stop at Taco Bell and went straight home and crawled into bed. Didn't even bother taking my clothes off. I barely checked email and called it a night. Slept like a baby and woke up at the stroke of 5 am.
I hope they don't turn the lights down in the party room. I'm likely to doze off, but doubt anyone will notice my eyes closed under this cowboy hat I'm wearing today ;)
