The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
After a couple of interviews and a 3-day internship, Ben has officially been offered an apprenticeship at Nestle, to start in August. It’s what he wanted to do, and where he wanted to do it, and I couldn’t be prouder of his achievements. I opened the door, but he walked through it and did the heavy lifting to impress HR and the team he’s doing to be working/studying with.
Nat’s cat was trying to helps me work this morning.
As part of moving out of our fixed, assigned office area to hot desks in an open space, we got allocated lockers. I wanted to keep a bit of personal touches by moving some of my wall decorations. Apparently my stick of compliance poster is not compliant, as someone brought it to the attention of my line manager, saying that it might not give a good impression to visitors.
My manager, actually having a sense of humour, gave me this advice: “you need an inspirational sentence (that doesn’t mean anything really) from a famous person (who never pronounced it)” and gave me his approval to put this up:
I love my boss.
Methinks the health & safety people at work went a bit too far in their latest campaign, bordering on drama llama territory. This is what is at the bottom of the main stairwell into the research center.
International Dog Day is August 26th. That’s also the day of the next NR staff meeting, and the comms team wanted to make a video to highlight both the dog day and the fact that NR has a pets@work policy. Because he’s a chonk – but mostly for gender balance reasons – the comms team asked me to bring bubs to work and be part of the video.
It actually went a lot better than expected, as bubs didn’t go into woofy-guard-dog mode nearly as often as last time. Very encouraging for it to happen again, esp when it’s cooler.
July 17 – BBQ & Raclette
August 8 – Wine & Boat
Byron loves it when I work from home, because he gets to “help” me when I’m listening in on my meetings.
And this is him at the end of the day when we’re just Netflix and chillin’.
I didn’t have the patience to deal with this BS today. We’ve been trying to get a manuscript published for the last year. It’s been in review for the last 6 months. When the editors ask you for something, it’s hop! hop! to it!! When we ask them something, it’s hurry up and wait. I called the journal’s editorial support staff on it this morning. The same person sent the same answer in two different emails.
