For the past four days our work has been extremely boring, and perhaps even unproductive. We've mainly spent our time drinking coffee and just talking about stuff. On monday and tuesday we were put on shrub-collecting duty, which meant that about 300 cut hawthorn bushes had to be removed from one spot at the back of the library and placed into neat vertical rows. Why it couldn't have not been done by machines, I have no idea. But we were put to work on it anyways. We accomplished it with great cursing and bitching, and I even managed to negotiate ourselves some benefits: we managed to leave work an hour earlier today (wednesday). The thorn-ridden bushes sucked terribly, too.
Yesterday and today we were also ordered to walk around this place again and plant seeds for grass. The target areas were on the sides of highways and stuff - which couldn't concern me much. Yesterday the grass-planting felt just boring, but on wednesday it just became pure torture. We had a very windy and stormy day, and it rained trenching buckets here. Yet our beloved bossman wanted to send us out to plant seeds. Me and my new friend took his car, and just threw seeds out of the window and into the strategic strips of land. Our little Problem was solved, and everyone was happy. Except maybe the bossman, if he had known.
After doing some strategic cropping, we returned back to the "office", and spent the rest of the day just drinking (coffee), eating and drinking. The only girl on duty today had apparently spent her time just raking outside in the terrible storm. Luckily we got out at three.
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