The times and the days we fill
Posted by Patrik Edvardsson | Posted in Beach house , content management system , Floorball , Malaysia , neon palm tree , Paradiso , work | Posted on 4:53 PM
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10:30 someone drops a cup outside my office. ‘Ah, that’s my favourite one’ she complains while picking up the broken pieces. No one comments.
10:40 Inspired by the broken cup I venture to the kitchen for a cup of tea. Choose a for me foreign flavor advertised as ‘light and fresh’.
10:43 ‘Light and fresh my ass' I think as I throw the tea in the sink.
10:50 A boat pass by my window. I wonder if the person driving is smiling.
11:05 I write this sentence: ‘There is not one course in marketing that does not include questions with regards to satisfying customer needs and how to deliver, or exeed, the expectations that they have (in a profitable manner).’
11:30 I get a mail with a green neon palm tree
11:32 I write about the person dropping her cup since I wanted to write about it since it happened
13:47 Beach House –Norway in my ear and poster editing in front of my eyes.
13:52 Realize that Beach House is playing in Paradiso for 10 Euros on 23rd of February. Decides to go.
15:02 Trying to kill the content management system with my pen. Can’t find its heart.
15:22 Still listening to Beach House, used to think they were too slow and uneventful. I was wrong.
15:23 So wrong.
15:24 Editing hard to understand text. ‘Why is all this in italics’ I ask myself.
15:33 Amazed
16:12 Drinking strange vegetable soup from Maggi (the brand). Makes me think of Malaysia (the brand, not the soup)
16:22 Finished soup, receding throat ache.
16:24 Decides to play floorball tonight. ‘You have to live on the wild side’ I want to tell someone. No one else is in the office, I stay quite.
16:35 Trying to upload picture on website. Content Management System show no interest in complying.
16:49 Patrik 1 – 0 Content Management System
