I got a lovely mail this morning from Pollux Fackler explaining how I can save 70% on medication. I'm not on any medication, so I must have accidentally misled him at some stage, but I'm touched that he thought of me. Good ol' Pollux. He's so considerate.
Ineffectual weekend. I spent a stupid amount of time trying to find a newspaper article for my class on Wednesday. We're not allowed use material from coursebooks this time, and I mistakenly thought that finding a suitable article on "work, careers, training or education" would just be a matter of skimming a couple of newspapers, chopping out columns and choosing my favourite. I know better now. Powerman saved me with a copy of the Guardian's Work supplement, but not before I'd slogged through a couple of days' worth of the Irish Times, the Observer, the Daily Mail, the Sun, the Sunday Independent, Metro, Eircom Live!, iVenus, Salon and some other random stuff I found on google.
Newspapers don't write about work as much as I'd expected. Or when they do, it's hostile towards immigrants, or filled with incomprehensible figures and jargon, or it's far too long and complex and also riddled with swearing. I'll be teaching an Upper Intermediate class (can read a novel, knows more grammar than you do), so they could handle it, but.. well, I tried to imagine standing up in front of twelve students and an observer and defining "a barrel of shitehawks", and then I went back to the search.
Anyway, thanks to Powerman, my class will be reading an article about napping at work
and then discussing whether people are mental to pay those blokes
in New York 14 quid for a twenty minute snooze. I think they probably are. I'm not saying that I don't love the idea of taking a siesta (or indeed that I couldn't do with one right this minute), but it does seem like yet another problem with an obvious, free solution and a sophisticated, expensive one. $14 for 20 minutes? How about going to bed earlier instead? Or sitting on a park bench and closing your eyes? Crazy, I know.
That said, of course, if we had a nap room in the office, I'd be hard pressed to stay out of it today. Now that I have an article, I need to make some exercises out of it, find some interesting grammar, type up some handouts. I have a class observation at lunch, and three hours of class after work, so it looks like it'll be a late night. Forget napping -- I'll sleep when I'm dead. (Which, seriously, any minute now.)
 "The magazine for eircom people". News, photographs and profiles, a reminisce by some old guy, obituaries, classifieds and you could win a hands free phone kit, if you send back the crossword by October 15th. 'Live' as in 'alive', btw, not as in 'living'. 'Eircom liiiiives'. Creepy. (I'd do the phonemic symbols to show off my new skills, but.. nahh.)