Every month, the various divisions at the organising committee try to get everyone together on the last Friday for about 2 hours to meet the new faces, talk about what’s been done (and what we hope to achieve), then mingle freely with the aid of some food and drink. We call this monthly jig “Happy Hour“.
One of the toughest things to do is to try to rip people from their workspaces to show up for Happy Hour, which is another sign of how hard the folks here work, and how much there is to do.
Today I think it was sliiiiightly easier.
Thanks to the well-oiled Logistics and Finance division (affectionately known to all as “LAF” – as in “laugh”) handling the F&B, it was a fine showing in terms of stuff to stuff your face with. There was even a somalian summarian sommelier to give us a quick intro to wine appreciation. No offence to him, but he lost me at “cork”. It was tough, as he was up against the combined smells of curry, prata and laksa wafting into the hall.
Sometimes, a glass of wine or two at Happy Hour helps get conversations going and makes my jokes sound funnier too. (To me at least.) And it gives you the dutch courage to ask the questions you’ve always wanted to ask but were too afraid, like “Are you wearing a giraffe?”
Yes, we even tried to feed it.
Sadly, I’m not even sure if there’ll be another Happy Hour, with the Games looming less than 50 days away. Ah well, there’ll be time to celebrate after the Games I’m sure…
P.S. Some great new equipment for Games time came in today, like a fisheye lens that snapped all the photos in this post. I’m lovin’ it! 🙂