Have you ever thought that people who have annual salaries are paid more for the potential of what they can do, rather than what they actually do? Or you could see it as partially a retainer fee.
Those, like me, paid on an hourly basis, are rewarded for production and attendance.
So, the salaried people can pop out for a half hour and go to the post office or the bank with no loss. If I have to run an important errand, I lose money, but it must be done because everything is closed when I get out of the office.
So, I am back to the days of the post-luncheon, mid afternoon slump. One of my psychology professors called it PPT: Post Prandial Torpor. He was darned right, he was.
The other day I got so sleepy that I had my second ever waking dream. My first one occurred when I was up till 7am writing a philosophy paper at university. I was typing one moment, next moment I was seeing a boy and girl leaving a shop, and the next I was looking at my computer screen again. I don't remember what this most recent waking dream was about, but I do know there were 3 elements or scenes to it.
The yummy thing about the particular drowsiness I am having now is that it is rather easy to relish, like the itch of a wobbly tooth. You feel enveloped and deliciously sleepy. Oddly enough, I do not stop typing. In fact, it becomes easier to hear what the interviewees are saying, since my brain has stopped filtering and resisting the information and merely accepts it and sends it to my fingers. So, words that I might struggle to decipher and replay repeatedly in a more alert state, are easier to hear during PPT*. I wonder if this condition is comparable to the early stages of hypnosis?
*Although the skill of editing and rephrasing goes right out the window.
In other news, I read that Matt Lucas, the rotund and hairless star of Little Britain, has bought a one million pound luxury pad in St John's Wood with his new husband. Will there be a sighting? Stay tuned.
As promised, the Secret Life of Purses tag from Leilouta:
This is what I carry to work on a weekday in my soft Tula bag:
- Pashmina because the A/C is cold and a cardigan is not enough. I am like a lizard now, I wear lots of black so I can soak up extra warmth from the sunlight that comes through the window.
- Diary and favourite aluminium pen from Muji. If they stop selling refills I shall cry.
- Apple flavoured chewy Japanese sweets.
- Tissues, rarely used but when they are, very necessary.
- Pink leather Penhaligons travel card wallet (adorable with an extra back pocket).
- Big leather Hilfiger keyfob, easy to find with little digging (free in goodie bag at Christie's banquet).
- Ted Baker mentholated lip gloss (cold! - this will be fun in winter) and citrusy hand lotion.
- Never Too Busy to Be Beautiful lip tint (tastes like chocolate, but is very conditioning). With this and the gloss, my lips have never been softer than they are now.
- Cooling eyedrops. It would take years to finish so much.
- 4711 Eau de Cologne cooling scent stick and wipes.
- Brushed aluminium Body Shop folding mirror.
- New Sony Ericsson Walkman phone, old SE T610, and ear buds in little mesh bag.
- Fendi wallet and Pucci handkerchief
My bag is awesome. In addition to all of that, when the top is open it's like a bucket, to take the pashmina and a folded newspaper. It has a zipped pocket, a phone pocket and a bigger pocket, and the lining is cream flock. And on the handle is attached my Chinese jade "Love, Happiness and Double Celebration" charm. Bring on the Love!
[It took me a day to think of who to tag!....I tag Panda-Eyed, Tooners, Jia Li, Floatykatja, Lunaliar, Rebecca, Roxandra, and Merserene]