Tuesday, September 18, 2007
A Twelve Hour Work Day.
Yesterday, the other librarians and I had to have dinner with a consultant. My theory was that she was just trying to get us liquored up and, indeed, wine was had by most. The consultant cleverly abstained. In an effort to keep my wits about me, I only had one glass of wine and was fairly successful. The discussion was somewhat heated. By the end, I was commiserating with a colleague, in the restroom, about the length of our dinner. It was over three hours long. I had to resist the urge to kick one of my co-workers, known for lengthy rants, under the table.