At my work, we are all given lanyards by our company. We are encouraged (but not instructed) to wear our company’s lanyard on the off chance that we ever find ourselves in a room with a customer or someone equally likely to be someone that our boss’s boss’s boss would want us to be wearing the company lanyard in front of.
Except during football season, where everybody swaps their company lanyard out for the various football-related lanyards.
People who were work-spouses 7 months out of the year suddenly realize “I forgot that you’re a Chargers fan” and old acrimony surfaces temporarily.
The worst part is the culture of people who, instead of putting on lanyards for pro football teams, put on college football team lanyards. They explain the nuances of college ball and how the Southern Conference is the only conference worth two darns and, suddenly, I have to have an opinion on the nuances between the Southern Conference and the Southwestern Conference and it was hard enough for me to figure out that I needed to have an opinion on the Denver Broncos to help me have conversations with co-workers.
This college thing is absolutely impenetrable.
In any case, this weekend will be spent going shopping and being pleased that about a third of the crowds that I’m expecting aren’t around me at the various stores, because they’re home having opinions on the Jackson State Tigers.
We’re also going to be beginning the process of building a deck for friends whose deck has slowly been falling apart for the last four years and their deck has finally turned the corner and nobody is allowed on it anymore. So we’ve said “heck with that, the deck was where everybody sat when we came over here!” and we’re going to be tearing down and otherwise figuring out exactly what we’re going to want to do to replace the old deathtrap of a deck on an engineering, rather than merely a planning, level.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is Tristan and Isolde Drinking the Love Potion by Gautier Map from the Messire Lancelot du Lac. He did most of his stuff in the 12th and 13th century so I figure it’s in the public domain.)