First time ever ordered any clothes online.
“For office/work” was the category for the (on the photo) knee-length decent dress, and I do not doubt there ARE workplaces where this dress is the norm, but I’m afraid I work elsewhere..
First time ever ordered any clothes online.
“For office/work” was the category for the (on the photo) knee-length decent dress, and I do not doubt there ARE workplaces where this dress is the norm, but I’m afraid I work elsewhere..
Beginning of this week I had the opportunity to participate in my 1st Telepresence Meeting ever. A bit similar to the video conference facility, so the participants not only hear but also see each other, but in Telepresence you have several grandiose screens, making it possible to invite many parties at the same time, and everyone hears and sees everyone. Picture quality is marvellous, you see each others’ face in real life size – and as for the sound, well, if someone turns pages in her documents in Prague, from the mere sound I am able to tell in Brussels which page she is at.
5 countries are present on our meeting, in which I am demonstrating talents as the organizer – so it is important enough things go smooth.
Originally I invited a 6th county, too, but there the colleague had an urgent call so she excused herself. For this reason her meeting room is shown empty on the big screen.
The meeting has started. We are just discussing a key topic, when I (also all other participants) see a lady entering the room of the 6th county. I immediately realize she is not our invited colleague, so it crosses my mind the invited colleague must have quickly delegated this meeting to another local colleague, very nice of her, so far so good.
Then this lady goes to the meeting room table, and takes out something from her pocket… which is a cloth ….. ohnoo she is starting to dust the furniture!
In the other 5 participating countries there are more and more colleagues who are unsuccessfully trying to suppress their smilies, and I am just about to raise my voice and inform the lady that here we are having a meeting actually – when she steps to the door – and leaves the room.
So I conclude also smiling in myself that, thanks God, the reputation of our Utmost Serious Meeting has been retained, and that even the best script writer wouldn’t have been able to think of a funnier intermezzo….
when the door re-opens, the same lady enters, but this time not alone: she is dragging something heavy with herself….. oh noooo…. cannot be…. this…. is….. an….. INDUSTRIAL VACUUM CLEANER!!!!!
She is switching it on.
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Have I mentioned you already the perfect sound quality of Telepresence meetings….
where even the sound of papers…..?
I black out.
Curtains.
Just received an e-mail invitation from one of the leisure time clubs of my employer.
1 impact of busy workdays is that you don’t have time for lunch breaks any more.
There is also another one.
I just love multiculturalism.
On Sunday I had a discussion with a papa, whose daughter goes for chess in the same club with my son. The man is originating from India, and we often see each other in the cafeteria.
He: ‘Are you Flemish? I can’t tell – you look like one, but you speak English here..’
Me: ‘I am Hungarian. ..Were you already born in Belgium?’
He: ‘No, still back in India. So, Hungary…well, sorry, all I know of the country is that it has its own unique language, and used to belong to the communist block…’
Me: ‘No worries. In exchange, all we know about India is that it is 1 country…a nice big country, though..’
He: ‘That’s right. The size of Europe. I, for example, have never been in our capital.. I see you are also a fan of clichés.. ‘
Me: ‘Absolutely. Anyway, what do you work in Belgium?’
He: ‘I am a space engineer, working for the European Space Agency.’
Me: ‘Oh, you must then be frequently visiting the Mars.’
He: ‘Not so often any more, I don’t have much free time, so only at the weekends. Where do you work?’
Me: ‘At a bankinsurer.’
He: ‘Then you must be terribly rich!’
Me: ‘ Oh, don’t even mention. We’ve just recently changed at home our gas heating for burning paper – in order to get rid of the piles of banknotes.’
He: ‘Okay, I see chess has finished, the children are returning. Continue next Sunday?’
Me: ‘Fine, see you next Sunday.’
A few days ago, after finding solution to a problem, I received the below feedback from a nice colleague working abroad:
‘…Piros, you are a SAINT – someone we can always turn to at the HQ!’
I am still trying to figure out how exactly being a saint can be matched up with my KPIs for 2019.
I already travelled with this gentleman one morning last week, too – I recognise the shoes and coat.
..And once it has turned this way, I have just woken him up before we got to Brussels-North railway station, where I know he needs to get off.
He was so happy & grateful. We wished each other a nice day, hoping to meet also next time.
And studies dare to say that commuting has a negative impact on your social network..
Me, the (desperate) housewife.
Quiz: which button was sewn up by me?
This morning I’ve dressed up as a bee.
Must bee a busy day.
Just seen the invitation to a renowned international event celebrating diversity – meaning very concretely an award ceremony for outstanding women in business, promoting ‘Gender Equality’.
For the indicated dress code please see the photo.
It is still a long way to go, I presume.. 😉
Train ride home (Brussels -> Antwerp).
Getting friendly.
On the way to school this morning with my 10-yr-old son:
He: ‘Mama, when we get to the school, could you pls take home one of my toys? Once I brought it in the class and it’s still there..’
Me: ‘Sure, no prob.’
Deliverables.
Always specify them on time.
I am happy to have found this picture on LinkedIn yesterday – it seems to give a great additional argument on gender equality:
It could provide men with an extra opportunity to prove their loyalty – when their wife still has nothing.. 😉
One evening we are returning from the beach.
My children are quarrelling with each other – just like usual: it has been a long day, and they are cold.
But then they realise: we have a blanket with us!
One.
And with this, we have found the basic recipe for world-peace: fewer blankets than freezing angry people.
Things are usually more simple than they might seem.
I always find it very creative when somebody considers the open-plan work environment the best place to apply her spray-on deodorant.
3 puffs under the left armpit, 3 puffs under the right one.. and then she urgently leaves for a meeting.
Still remember when your papa used to apply anti-insect spray in the tent on a family vacation?
Same feeling.
Today on business trip in Hungary.
The Committee meeting is to begin, approx. 90% of the attendees are male around the table, a big minority being Belgian.
The other female member, apart from me, calls attention on the fact that it is International Women’s Day today. The Chairman apparently hadn’t been aware of this famous calendar event, so he asks back in an ironic tone:
Chairman: ‘Ah, so today is International Women’s Day. And when do we celebrate International Men’s Day?’
Me (not even looking up from my papers): ‘On the rest 364 days of the year, Mr Chairman.’