i do like starting work. or rather, stepping into office with the liberating knowledge that there's no work to do. and in the hour before the weekly meeting - and work assigning, bliss! and that hour, is my hour.

picking up the day's new paper (yes i've become a loyal reader - it's free after all haha) going online, checking out what's cooking at the canteen today (the stalls sell different stuff every day, but they only sell that one thing, eg. wanton mee, it's like it or go to coffeeshop).

and having time to muse randomly that wanton mee sounds so wrong! as though the noodles were loose and seductive, curly blonde hair and all. shining slickly with oil and chilli, slithering snakily down your throat. mmmmm. and the two crispy wantons that you gotta ration else you're left with just mee. two crunchy juicy tender lumps!  there's something sensual about lumps, no?

oh and another perk of coming in before the seniors do - one can raid their pantry shamelessly! jars and jars of choc chip cookies, lemon puffs, eggrolls, ruffles, twisties pringles and frootloops! whoopie! oh oh and whenever new mail comes i get a surge of excitement. 

more often than not it's "tcchomp in; pics in nica. thanks" which is like :(((
butBUT there's always a chance it'd be "chocs from france in cage. enjoy" or  "pastries from hot new cafe novva in cage!" which is HOHOHO! (a la chak de) 
the interns would wait five minutes - oh agony - and then stroll casually, individually, to the cage (this cordoned area in the office) and if we meet a senior rep, 

:oh, what's this? (feigned surprise)
:looks good. do you wanna try it?
:hmmm, i dunno... you first? (mock reserve)
*picks one up daintily and nibbles. then when sure no one's looking, scarfs down another and brings yet another back to desk - nibbling on the way of course*
(ok maybe only i do that)

haha anyway i lurve mondays!