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i guess somewhere there is a parallel world where normal people have normal jobs
Shady financial entity of the day is a golf course in continental Europe, I shit you not, that some rich guy is using as a funnel for his speculative dabbling. The golf course now owns all kinds of wild shit. My supervisor told me this was awesome, exactly the kind of unusual investment entity the company was wanting to list, and I should definitely do a writeup on it.
Also, today was Corporate Photo Day! I dressed up as an actual girl and felt kinda awkward and am sure my makeup was unspeakable. The photographer was the VP's cute girlfriend. The guys (the one time I mentioned I was capable of lifting things, this news was not well-received) cleared out an office we rarely use for her to set up all her lights and black backdrops, and she took pictures of each of us in turn, and when it was my go she told me to button my suit-jacket and she fussed over the position of my hair and then a huge cockroach appeared from god knows where and I semi-apologetically beat it into the carpet with her plastic Perrier bottle.
Also, today was Corporate Photo Day! I dressed up as an actual girl and felt kinda awkward and am sure my makeup was unspeakable. The photographer was the VP's cute girlfriend. The guys (the one time I mentioned I was capable of lifting things, this news was not well-received) cleared out an office we rarely use for her to set up all her lights and black backdrops, and she took pictures of each of us in turn, and when it was my go she told me to button my suit-jacket and she fussed over the position of my hair and then a huge cockroach appeared from god knows where and I semi-apologetically beat it into the carpet with her plastic Perrier bottle.