CDO?


I had a rant the other day. And it seems that my dear, dear work colleagues are still giggling over it. Can’t say I blame them to be honest; I kinda brought it on myself.

I’ll explain.

After the Swine Flu scare of 2009, my place of work has ensured that there are always adequate hand washing facilities on site. Not that these weren’t there before, but they weren’t as obvious. On many of the walls, there is now a dispenser of antibacterial hand gel and all the toilets (to my knowledge – I haven’t been into the men’s loos) are plastered with signs on ‘how to wash your hands.’ Our sign even quotes ‘minimum hand wash time 15-20 seconds.’

Brilliant! And, admittedly, since I actually caught swine flu and ended up quarantined for two and a half weeks at that time, I’ve taken hand washing very seriously ever since. Even more so since understanding that everything I do outside my body can have an affect on the twins growing inside my body. So… I paid attention to the posters, learned the technique and I have to say, I’ve caught far fewer bugs since then.

In our toilets, we also employ the super fast Dyson hand-dryers. You know; shove your hands in, slowly pull them out. You get a ten second blast of pleasantly warm air and by the time you’re done, if you use the whole ten seconds, your hands are totally dry.

Well, since I work on computers, I make sure my hands are dry each time I go to the loo. I use the full ten seconds.

But…! Over the past couple of weeks I’ve noticed something very odd. And disturbing.

Given the frequency that I now have to use the loo (*frustrated fist shake*) there are always other ladies in there around the same time as me. I don’t mind, even though I’d prefer just to be able to void myself in peace. Anyway, as I wash my hands another lady is more often than not still using one of the three cubicles. So I finish wash my hands, shake the excess water off and shove my hands in the dryer. By the time I’m five seconds dry however, the other lady has usually come out of the loo, ‘washed’ her hands and is looming behind me waiting to use the dryer.

On the surface here’s nothing wrong with that, but think a little about the times involved.

I have ten full seconds at the dryer.
Washing your hands should take 15-20 if you’re doing it properly (hell, at least 10 seconds if you’re at least pretending to do it properly)
That should be plenty of time for me to finish using the dryer, wander off and thus leave it free for the next lady.

So… if someone coming out of the loo after me is waiting to use the dryer that I’ve only just started using, there is no way in hell that they’ve washed their hands properly. Hell, they probably haven’t even used soap, since it takes at least ten seconds to get that crap off your skin if you’ve worked it into any sort of lather.

-_-

When my realisation was too much to handle alone, I went back to my desk to share what I’d discovered. Unfortunately, by that time of day, most of the women on my team had already gone for the day (key time workers), so I ended up sharing my observation with a pair of blokes.

It didn’t go well. They laughed at me – both of them – and told me that I was clearly a bit OCD. My immediate response was to correct them; ‘Don’t you mean CDO?’ At which point I received twin blank looks.

Now, this joke has been around in my gaming circles for ages, but when I explained that the letters had to be in alphabetical order, I got even more stares. Slightly bemused ones this time. *sigh* I guess they just don’t get me.

But I put the question to you guys; what do you think? Not about my clear CDO tendencies, but how gross it is that these women are just not properly washing their hands! And then waltzing through the office touching printer buttons, keyboard keys, lift call buttons, stairs hand-rails…. Just thinking about it makes me want to break out the haz-mat suit. -_- Or at least some back up gel any time somebody comes near me.

And is it just women? What about blokes? Having not spent much time in the blokes toilets, I don’t have anything to compare it to. So tell me guys; how do you wash your hands?My hand gel; carried in my handbag at ALL times.

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Bonus Blog: The Scariest Place In The World?


haunted house - openclipart
Something like this, right? I bet, with a title like that… this is the sort of place you’re thinking of right now.

HA! Guess again…children's birthday cakeYou might not think so, but a child’s birthday party… shit, that is the scariest place in the world!

Not that I didn’t enjoy myself; it was actually incredibly pleasant, but getting an insight into the following things was enough to make me look down at my increasingly bulging stomach and want to cry:

  1. Kids can (and will) put anything in their mouths.
  2. Kids do not like to share
  3. Kids are capable of incredible acrobatic feats, though they still end up sitting on the floor sobbing, when done
  4. Kids move incredibly fast (straight out the front door and onto the slushy, busy street) when you aren’t looking
  5. Kids like sugar (and go crazy after eating copious amounts of it)
  6. Kids can (and will) demand things at great volume and will continue to do so until they get what they want
  7. Kids can make a mess in less time than it takes to pick up your own glass of lemonade

Yes… All this and more besides, I realised as I sat down amongst them and watched the table of cakes and sugary treats get messier and messier.
This I realised, as I moved a hand to take a chocolate biscuit from a tray, only to find another much smaller, but far quicker hand, snatching said biscuit away before I could reach it. And then taking the tray for good measure.
This I realised as I saw one lad snatch a cocktail sausage off the floor and shove it into his mouth; well before I could even raise a hand to shout his mother who was significantly closer and had half a chance of stopping him.

*sigh*

But do you know what else? Through it all, I also realised these things:

  1. Kids are incredibly cute.
  2. Kids are very loving.
  3. A child’s smile can be one of the most beautiful things in the world, second only to their laughter, which is full and real and utterly unjaded
  4. A child loves and needs you unconditionally and will, if you time it right, offer you the biscuit they just snatched away from some unsuspecting onlooker. You know… just in case you want it.

So… with all these things in mind, I’m not entirely certain that I’m any more prepared for the arrival of my babies, but I’m certainly starting to think ahead as to how to avoid my house looking like a sugar-dusted bomb site once the (double) birthday party is over.

:-/ Please, please tell me its possible!

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Six Sentence Sunday 05/02


Its been a little while since I took part in Six Sentence Sunday; long enough that I feel the time has come to do so again.

So, this same is from the short story Owned that I wrote back in late November/early December. I figure I’ll get more of it up on the site shortly, but for now I’d like you to enjoy these six sentences.

Trillian and Rawen are facing thoughts of the future now that Rawen wears the donor collar of the Princess Glacya. Poor, poor things. *sniffle*

“One night before they take you away and, if you’re lucky, a month or two before you die.” He slumped against the ladder, helplessness sapping the strength from his limbs. “I’ll never see you again.”

“It was always a risk,” Rawen murmured, “we knew that when we came to Montsho; unclaimed men are always at risk.”

“You are claimed!”

“You know that doesn’t count.”

Anyway, that’s that. And of course, if you want to enjoy more six sentence snippets, hit the banner below to get a look at other writers who are part of the initiative. Trust me, its always worth a look!
Six Sentence Sunday

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80 Post Challenge – Post 48


Write about a recent adventure or travels


Ahh. Okay, I know I touched on this briefly earlier, but I guess I can give you a bit more detail now.

Last week I went away to a five day gaming convention called Conception. Yes… get the chuckles out of the way now. :p I must admit, its in my mind, every year to ask where the name came from but I never seem to manage it. Now I’ll have to wait before I can ask again. Ah well.

Anyway, down in Christchurch (near New Forest) is a small holiday camp in the style of Haven or Pontins. I think this one is a Hobourne. Anyway, the gamers take over the place from the last Wednesday in January (whatever date that happens to be, but its usually around the 25th of the month) until the Sunday. Most folks stay until Monday simply because driving home is much more pleasant that way.

So… its been the same crew for quite some time now; four lads, two lasses, though this time we had an extra lad along. We all pile into a three bedroomed lodge for the duration bringing along all manner of board game, card game, roleplay game (and console game actually) that we can fit into the cars making the trip. And off we go!

I don’t think I realised the first time I went just how far the convention reaches; people come from Europe, occasionally America to play games at this Con. I thought it was far enough coming from Leicester, but when I open up my ears I hear Dutch, Swedish, American accents… its fab!

The Con is centred around the main hall. Its filled with numbered tables and there are three slots in each gaming day; morning, afternoon and evening. These tables get filled up (quite rapidly) by people playing any and all sorts of games. Tight clusters of happy, laughing people rolling dice, flipping cards or moving minatures across a battle map. I wish I had some pictures, but, as usual I forgot to take my camera along. *sigh* There are plenty of pictures on the website though, take a peep if you want to take a look at what its like.

There is plenty of choice, with a whole host of RPGs I’ve never heard of in my life and some that I know and love. 3.5 DnD and Fantasy World of Warcraft of course are a couple I know pretty well. Then there are systems that I’d like to play, but haven’t had the chance to yet; Call of Cthulhu, Feng Shui, anything with a Cyber Punk sort of vibe. I’d even like to give Pathfinder a go at some point.

There is also the choice to forgo all of that and stay in the lodge. Particularly our lodge as there is NEVER any shortage of games there and rarely are you going to find a time when you say ‘Game?’ and folk say ‘Nah.’ Some folk may say no, but there are enough other people floating in and out to get games in. In fact, I think there are two days that I just didn’t leave the lodge at all! No… make that three. The first day I was just too nackered after the drive, but on Saturday and Sunday there was no need to leave. Sunday traditionally is a dressing-gown-day for me, anyway, but sleeping on what was a rather narrow bed was telling on my back and hips. I blame the twins. :p Oh and the fact that I’m noticably bigger than I was before I left seems to tell me that the good food we ate (cheers guys!) is responsible for a pretty hefty growth spurt from those two. So it just got difficult to wind up the energy to leave the comfort of the lodge, particularly when I had everything I wanted without moving from the sofa. I guess the sore throat/bad tooth/general aches/fatigue didn’t help either. Meh.

I still managed to buy a shit load of stuff! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
My purchases from the traders at Conception.
The story cubes are a welcome addition to the ones I already have (yey!) but the card games are those that caught my attention or browsing, or that came with recommendations from trusted sources. In fact, I’ve already played all of them except one now. I figure now is as good a time as any to gently coax Dave into gaming (bwah ah ah aaa hahaaaa!) using the ‘pity me’ vote. Besides, they’re gently paced games, nothing too complex (age rage 8+) and genuinely fun to play. The jokes in Stoner Fluxx are well worth playing it for.

Meh… we’ll see.

Anyway, the trend generally was wake up nice and late, eat breakfast (or brunch) play a game, get dressed, mooch down to the hall to see what was on and what games I could get into. If I had no luck there I’d come back to the lodge and play there (I think Conception is one of the few places I can still get away with playing Guitar Hero!). In the evening, if the food coma hadn’t knocked me out, I’d head back to the hall to see what the evening games were.

I ended up in a marvellous game just by wandering over in that fashion. Tarrasque. Two teams with a set number of points to spend on building a dungoen that the other team has to get through. You have to make it as tricky as possible as your aim is to stop the other team completing their mission, while you are able to complete your own. This game lead to all manner of sillyness! which I love. Nobody had to fight a Tarrasque – you’ll be pleased to hear – but there was a pit trap filled with cream and a single strawberry, a dire badger than spent most of its time walking across the walls and ceiling, an orc who threw shoes, invisible doors doubling as surf boards, circles of annihilation disguised as display pieces… let’s just say my sides hurt after that one. ^_^

 

 

 

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eBook Review: Pricks and Pragmatism


Author: J. L. Merrow
Title: Pricks and Pragmatism
Genre: Gay & Lesbian
ASIN: B00436EZGM
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
‘Easy come, easy go…until the heart gets involved.’


What I find a love the most about this is that it just feels real. Well, Luke does. He is studying at university and just as he is readying himself for his final exams get kicked out of his home. His home being the latest man he’s shacked up with. He ends up living with the friend of a friend, Russell who Luke finds, is not only far from his usual type, but not at all interested in sex. Which is normally how he pays his way. And I’ve known people to do this; I kid you not.

Of course once you get going, you realise how the story is going to go, but its an incredibly pleasant journey getting there. Luke’s journey through his feelings it touching without being gross and funny without being rude or forced. There are times when I want to slap him upside the head and others that I just want to pull him into a hug; he’s clearly that bewildered.

Merrow’s style is neatly paced, clean and he handles the plot with finesse; I am never bored or waiting for the next scene to start (or the current one to end, like some of the books I’ve read recently!). I’m also pleased at the length; I half feel that if this piece had gone on any longer, it might have drifted off the tracks into terrible lethargy, so novella was certainly a good route to go without including more of Russell in there.

Keeping the tale to Luke’s POV as well, also helped take me right to the heart of him, not getting distracted by what you guess Russell might be feeling, but Luke is still guessing at.

All in all, one I’d recommend, heartily! Its on my Illy-list!

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