Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Oh hard....

So, I do all these complex things all day at work – organizing, arranging, bossing people around – but for the life of me I could not work out how to replace the tape in the tape dispenser gun thingy. It’s clearly a male job and there were none around. I need men for intricate-thread-tape-through-ratchety-mechanical-sharp-teeth-turn-the-handle-wheeled-thingys. I almost got into the car and drove around to ask a friend to do the thing with the tape and the ratchet whoosie-whats-it. I did contemplate throwing it on the floor to teach it a lesson hoping as I did some magical component would open up and I would see how to place tape into tiny, weeny hole. Men are good at that. Instead, I placed the instrument of doom on a male's desk with tape and a 'fix it' note. See? I call that delegating.