The Late, Late Show

Unlike most days when I get to shut everything down and rush out of the office as the clock chimes 5, today I get to leave at least an hour later.

You see, the government is "auditing" all educational institutions, and strangely enough we ended up first in line on their list. So they're here this week in the form of representatives who have lined up everyone we can lay our hands on to interview.

I was supposed to be interviewed with a non-teaching administrative group this morning, but they cancelled that. However, I'm on with the teaching group (huh? non-teaching, but teaching?) at 5:30 today, until 6 or so. As a contract lecturer it seems I'm part of the crowd they want to see.

No-one has any idea what to expect, but there have been some harsh ones already, so no-one's too eager to do this.

Here I sit, trying to pass time until we're called to the "holding cell", issued name tags and table labels (which I had to print for every living soul), and ushered in to the slaughterhouse.

Fortunately for me, I can always blog.

Unfortunately for you, I (yet again) have nothing to say!