19th September 2006

The thing about working for a small company that has grown too quickly is the lack of systems and procedures. There are many ways this is manifest but one of the glaringly obvious things is the housing allowances given. There are huge inequities and now that the Lady of Leisure has morphed into the Jamaican ex-pat welcoming committee, she gets to see them all.

She likes to remind me that as I chose our house, it is all my fault we live in a pokey little cave when everyone else lives in a beautiful mansion. Unfortunately she’s right.

We have done a few things to brighten up the hovel like replace a number of rugs that were so dirty and infested, they moved around the floor of their own accord. The only problem with the simple plain, tasteful cream rugs we have in their place is that they serve to highlight how dirty and distasteful the sofas are. It somehow seems makes them feel more uncomfortable too. It is also not helped by the fact that the washing machine has packed up, and that the help is getting under the feet of LoL as she has no ironing to do.