My head hurts…why?

As I type, my head feels as though a herd of kangaroos have been doing the Macarena across my skull all afternoon…I feel drained and worn out to a frazzle…

Why do I feel like this?

Have I been slaving away in the office? Slogging it out in the shops? Concentrating hard on academic studies?

Nope…

What have I been doing?

I tell you what…organising the seating arrangment for the staff Christmas meal that I’ve done all the arrangments for…

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! How can something so theoretically simple be so flipping hard?!? Can’t seat so and so next to so and so because they hate each other…or if I don’t seat so and so together there will be ructions…or so and so doesn’t want to sit next to so and so because they can’t stand so and so’s table manners…or if I seat so and so together there will be blood splattered all over the walls…

Get the picture?!? Trouble is, if we don’t have a seating plan, there will be a mad scuffle for seats (there’s always one person that no one wants to sit next too isn’t there?) or people will just stand around for 20 minutes deciding where to sit…

To quote the great Basil Fawlty, I think I’ll just get a trough of baked beans, garnish it with a couple of dead dogs, and leave them all to it! 😀 :p :diablo: