On Thursday a group email went out at work saying 'drinks at Orient tomorrow'. What with the huge amount of newbies on our floor (newbies to the floor, not to the company) it would be a good enough time as any to meet them in a social setting, but in conversation with SG and LD the person that sent the group email out and her 'group' seem to be very cliquey. If you weren't out drinking every Friday you were on the outer, and how on earth can you place SG on the outer LOL - wasn't only me thinking that, LD actually said it out loud.
So hmm, after work yesterday was kind of unsure whether to head over or not, plus also an illogical feeling that after two good Friday's out surely a third would be pushing it. I phoned home saying that I would get tea in town but that I wasn't in the mood for a late one, wandered past the pub and wandered in, didn't see anyone I would particularly talk to, wandered out again without buying a drink, headed to the train station. Realised I would miss the train and have to wait half an hour for the next one, thought what am I afraid of, when would I have the chance to make another social first impression and do I really want to spend another Friday evening at home, and headed back. LOL wish I had made that decision earlier, walking to the station and back to the pub was twenty mins walk.
The only one from my 'group' was PP, who after a few brief words with me ignored me. The others I didn't really know, so was on the fringes, and watching and observing more than anything. For a first night yeah they were rather cliquey, and the girl that had sent the invite out omg hmm how to describe - likes the sound of her own voice, wants to be centre of attention, laughs at anything the 'cool' people say - exactly the type of person I avoided like the plague at high school, and that's exactly how the evening was feeling, a dance evening at high school and who is cool and who isn't. Not that I ever went to any of my school dances, apart from the actual ball (prom for any North Americans), and that was a silent disaster all in itself...
No, we are NOT going to dissect my high school social life LOL. I'm a Weezer fan, need I say more? Grinning here at that analogy...
Anyways, I held onto my empty beer glass for about five minutes while feeling a total outsider and not being able to insert myself into the conversation (without seeming desperate), and was thinking of going when JP turned up. One of the other section's team leaders that I am comfortable around, and have socialised with the last couple of weeks - of course, she was talking to someone down the other end of the table, and I was five minutes beyond when I should have gone, but wandered off to the bathroom, and as I was passing JP she said 'Hi Paul' in a friendly sense.
I ummed and ahhed again for a couple of minutes at the bar, got another beer, and headed back to the table - looked at who was left and apart from JP, whom I dunno I am shy or something around and not wanting to insert myself into a convo with her, apart from JP there wasn't anyone else I wanted to really even start talking to. I wandered over to watch the rugby, Crusaders v Sharks at that stage of the night, and made up my mind to go. But then I got waved at by CM and KW3 (or have I already got another three KW's? Eh, I make up these codes as I go, KW3 works for now LOL), and, along with the entire wishy washy sense of the evening, changed my mind again, headed over to talk to those two.
Which was good, for the first time that night I was actually being talked TO rather than just in the general area of an ongoing conversation - if I have described it sufficiently LOL. We were talking work but that was still OK, CM and KW3 are a manager's assistant and team leader respectively, and they wanted a 'real' consultant's view of some of the changes happening at work at the moment. Was a good conversation, although I was only really intending to stay until the end of this, my second beer.
Then of course we spotted LN at the bar. LN, the other team leader who I have mentioned the last couple of weeks when socialising. I mentioned that there was another work group in the bar, that CM and KW3 hadn't noticed, and rather than being a snob we wandered back over. By this stage, PP had gone but KB and KD, who I am comfortable socialising with, had turned up. Not anywhere in the same ballpark socialising wise, KB and KD actually talk to me LOL. JP and LN were over talking to the other team leaders and such, but again, hadn't drunk enough to insert myself into the convo over there - KD is uncomfortable with her flatmate, as I think I quickly mentioned last week.
Apparently a couple of weeks ago when KD got home with AD her flatmate was flaked out on the balcony with beer cans all around him (on a weeknight, and he does have a job). Later that night, KD and AD awoke to have her flatmate standing on their bed, naked, mumbling about something (I say 'her' flatmate because AD has 'partner' rights, but isn't on the lease). They left the bedroom door open to let some breeze in, but that doesn't mean anyone can just walk in? KD didn't see the flatmate again for two days LOL - I love those type of stories, about formerly happy flats getting all sorts of tension lol, reminds me of my flatting days - or just co-habiting in general :)
So yeah, was talking to KD and KB, and LN and JP were leaving. LN poked me in the back saying goodbye, and said next week you're trying out for my team (well, ridealong with one of her staff members, but tryouts sounds more pro sport and exciting LOL). Highlight of the evening, getting poked in the back by LN (gently, no pain) and yes I am a boy of simple pleasures. JP gave a pleasant smile on saying goodbye as well, but then again, she is 'Quiet Spice' lol.
Am not going to continue that thought of how to check which one is Ginger LOL.
Talked to KD, KB, KW3 and CM for a bit longer, but only sort of to kind of cover my tracks that the evening for me had ended with the two team leaders going LOL. Became a game of looking at my watch synchronising my time to the train station with time for a McDonald's meal. KB hates the Orient, but eh, it is where we seem to end up for starters on Friday night's LOL.
Headed for home at 8.30 to catch the 9.06 train, and have a Big Mac combo before heading to the platform. Had advised the parents not to buy or prepare tea for me, but had forgotten to ask them to tape American Idol, so am just NOW going over to the website to see who got kicked out this week - PLEASE don't let it be Bo...
Yay, it was Constantine - now, not that I would prefer one of the others (Scott, Vonzell, that Ukranian guy) to go, but as long as it's not Bo, there IS still justice and hope in the world. Was going to add the American way to that list, but eh Guantanamo, Abu Gharib - not the right post to go into that entire subject either.
Later peeps
Pauly
So hmm, after work yesterday was kind of unsure whether to head over or not, plus also an illogical feeling that after two good Friday's out surely a third would be pushing it. I phoned home saying that I would get tea in town but that I wasn't in the mood for a late one, wandered past the pub and wandered in, didn't see anyone I would particularly talk to, wandered out again without buying a drink, headed to the train station. Realised I would miss the train and have to wait half an hour for the next one, thought what am I afraid of, when would I have the chance to make another social first impression and do I really want to spend another Friday evening at home, and headed back. LOL wish I had made that decision earlier, walking to the station and back to the pub was twenty mins walk.
The only one from my 'group' was PP, who after a few brief words with me ignored me. The others I didn't really know, so was on the fringes, and watching and observing more than anything. For a first night yeah they were rather cliquey, and the girl that had sent the invite out omg hmm how to describe - likes the sound of her own voice, wants to be centre of attention, laughs at anything the 'cool' people say - exactly the type of person I avoided like the plague at high school, and that's exactly how the evening was feeling, a dance evening at high school and who is cool and who isn't. Not that I ever went to any of my school dances, apart from the actual ball (prom for any North Americans), and that was a silent disaster all in itself...
No, we are NOT going to dissect my high school social life LOL. I'm a Weezer fan, need I say more? Grinning here at that analogy...
Anyways, I held onto my empty beer glass for about five minutes while feeling a total outsider and not being able to insert myself into the conversation (without seeming desperate), and was thinking of going when JP turned up. One of the other section's team leaders that I am comfortable around, and have socialised with the last couple of weeks - of course, she was talking to someone down the other end of the table, and I was five minutes beyond when I should have gone, but wandered off to the bathroom, and as I was passing JP she said 'Hi Paul' in a friendly sense.
I ummed and ahhed again for a couple of minutes at the bar, got another beer, and headed back to the table - looked at who was left and apart from JP, whom I dunno I am shy or something around and not wanting to insert myself into a convo with her, apart from JP there wasn't anyone else I wanted to really even start talking to. I wandered over to watch the rugby, Crusaders v Sharks at that stage of the night, and made up my mind to go. But then I got waved at by CM and KW3 (or have I already got another three KW's? Eh, I make up these codes as I go, KW3 works for now LOL), and, along with the entire wishy washy sense of the evening, changed my mind again, headed over to talk to those two.
Which was good, for the first time that night I was actually being talked TO rather than just in the general area of an ongoing conversation - if I have described it sufficiently LOL. We were talking work but that was still OK, CM and KW3 are a manager's assistant and team leader respectively, and they wanted a 'real' consultant's view of some of the changes happening at work at the moment. Was a good conversation, although I was only really intending to stay until the end of this, my second beer.
Then of course we spotted LN at the bar. LN, the other team leader who I have mentioned the last couple of weeks when socialising. I mentioned that there was another work group in the bar, that CM and KW3 hadn't noticed, and rather than being a snob we wandered back over. By this stage, PP had gone but KB and KD, who I am comfortable socialising with, had turned up. Not anywhere in the same ballpark socialising wise, KB and KD actually talk to me LOL. JP and LN were over talking to the other team leaders and such, but again, hadn't drunk enough to insert myself into the convo over there - KD is uncomfortable with her flatmate, as I think I quickly mentioned last week.
Apparently a couple of weeks ago when KD got home with AD her flatmate was flaked out on the balcony with beer cans all around him (on a weeknight, and he does have a job). Later that night, KD and AD awoke to have her flatmate standing on their bed, naked, mumbling about something (I say 'her' flatmate because AD has 'partner' rights, but isn't on the lease). They left the bedroom door open to let some breeze in, but that doesn't mean anyone can just walk in? KD didn't see the flatmate again for two days LOL - I love those type of stories, about formerly happy flats getting all sorts of tension lol, reminds me of my flatting days - or just co-habiting in general :)
So yeah, was talking to KD and KB, and LN and JP were leaving. LN poked me in the back saying goodbye, and said next week you're trying out for my team (well, ridealong with one of her staff members, but tryouts sounds more pro sport and exciting LOL). Highlight of the evening, getting poked in the back by LN (gently, no pain) and yes I am a boy of simple pleasures. JP gave a pleasant smile on saying goodbye as well, but then again, she is 'Quiet Spice' lol.
Am not going to continue that thought of how to check which one is Ginger LOL.
Talked to KD, KB, KW3 and CM for a bit longer, but only sort of to kind of cover my tracks that the evening for me had ended with the two team leaders going LOL. Became a game of looking at my watch synchronising my time to the train station with time for a McDonald's meal. KB hates the Orient, but eh, it is where we seem to end up for starters on Friday night's LOL.
Headed for home at 8.30 to catch the 9.06 train, and have a Big Mac combo before heading to the platform. Had advised the parents not to buy or prepare tea for me, but had forgotten to ask them to tape American Idol, so am just NOW going over to the website to see who got kicked out this week - PLEASE don't let it be Bo...
Yay, it was Constantine - now, not that I would prefer one of the others (Scott, Vonzell, that Ukranian guy) to go, but as long as it's not Bo, there IS still justice and hope in the world. Was going to add the American way to that list, but eh Guantanamo, Abu Gharib - not the right post to go into that entire subject either.
Later peeps
Pauly
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