Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Scunthorpe calling...

It occurs to me while typing today's title that it also happens to be a much treaured pastime of mine.

That aside, tomorrow promises a little something out of the ordinary at work. Initially it was looking like another overseas for the latter end of this week but I managed to wriggle out of it on account of other commitments back in good ol' Blighty. It seems perhaps I spoke too soon.

Tomorrow sees the presentation of our new computer system prototype and this posed a bit of a logistical issue as the presentation takes place in one country but there are lots of people in this one who need to see it to but can't all be there. Our new conference room with the latest in multimedia communication gadgets isn't quite ready yet so we've had to improvise somewhat.

So at 9:30 tomorrow morning, the presentation starts in Portugal and I will be in a training room in sunny Scunny surrounded by telephones, microphones, speakers, computers, projectors, screens and a room full of colleagues, trying to facilitate the same full-day presentation from 1000 miles away.

I can't wait - it's got "good glitch-free fun" written all over it...

3 comments:

Cherrypie said...

That's something else we have in common. Only I'm allowed by an unhappy accident of birth, you codhead. ( and I know you're not originally from there but chose to stay. I think that may be worse). x

Seany said...

I cling on to the consolation that for the best part of the last 15 years I've managed to live in outlying villages and not the town itself...

Cherrypie said...

I've managed to do that for the last 35 years too. Much safer