A sandwich short of a picnic or a modern day Nancy Drew?

It occurs to me occasionally that some people must think, that if you work in HR, you must be a few sandwiches short of a picnic.  The reason this occurs to me is that people seem to think that they can get away with things that your average 10 year old would spot as "dodgy"  but, for some reason, they happily try and get these things past their HR department.

One thing that any length of time in HR will give you, is a healthy dose of cynicism and a nose for the suspicious and we can't resist looking into things that just don't add up.

Take, for instance, absence...  its not often that you have to actually track the number of "grandmother's funeral's" that any one particular employee has to attend, but it does happen!  Equally, some people haven't realised that being sick every Monday is likely to raise alarm bells and we WILL ask for reasons, and won't accept "flu" for such short, regular, absences.

I remember when the swineflu epidemic was in full swing employees and employers were all overly cautious about transferring and catching bugs. People calling in sick left, right and centre claiming "SwineFlu".  Interestingly, a colleague of mine sent two of his employees to have independent tests when they claimed they had the dreaded virus... neither tested positive and the company didn't have any further claims from employees, who diligently continued to turn up for work.  Hmm....

However, it is expense claims that bring out the Sherlock Holmes in us HR people, and continue to amaze us at the cheek of some employees.  Vague receipts from foreign trips often turn out to be lunch, dinner or tea, but have also turned out on investigation to be clothes, adult movies, massages or even tennis lessons ....  Thank heavens for the internet, a sense of humour and for employees who claim that a bill for headwear is  in fact lunch! .. well, I'll eat my hat!

Hair Removal from laptop!

Juggling work and life took on an extra dimension today when I found myself needing to explain why my keyboard was "slightly" full of hair cuttings.....

About a week ago I found myself in a lift with a Senior Manager who commented "blimey, you're going grey!, i didn't think you were that old!" Something of a double edged compliment I think!

Right, thinks me... having advised the exec that I was obviously too busy working to worry about such things... what's the soonest I can get my hair done!!! The answer.. was today... lunchtime... a Tuesday! nothing before, and heaven help us next week is half term so no appointments then (hairdresser also juggles work life balance) and by this time I was so aware of my roots I was starting to feel like a badger!

So today finds me rushing into work, rushing around, and rushing out like a mad thing at 12pm so I can work from home (and use my lunch break to get my hair done). The problem is that "getting your hair done" for most women, takes significantly longer than an hour, in this case 2 hours!

Now I'm also not one for sitting down and reading Hello or Ok, so I figured I'd just work on my laptop. My Hairdresser (the very brilliant Julia who just made me look 15 years younger) works from home so sitting there with a laptop open while your head is being plastered with "gunk" is less embarrassing than in a salon, but just as unpractical in some respects.

Take for instance having to dodge flying gloop from hitting the screen and avoiding taking calls as your blackberry ends up a "purplebrownberry" (and probably stops working!)

But, with internet and email access and a couple of cups of tea, I was set... until it came to the cutting part. It doesn't seem to matter that the computer is placed on the very edge of your knees, or even balanced on the worktop.. hair travels.... it travels quickly and it travels in groups! I am sure IT will lend me some keyboard cleaning kit but in the meantime a quick upturn and blast with the hairdryer seems to have done the trick.

And... I now have "proper" hair again, its amazing what that does for your confidence, although Hubby is going to be sleeping in the shed as he completely failed to notice!

ttfn!

A Day at the Zoo

Today's treat was a trip to the zoo. As both the older children were away this weekend, and "junior" doesn't really mind where he goes as long as he's fed, watered and entertained, the "treat" was really for me! I love zoo's, always have and probably always will.

Particular highlights of the day at Marwell ... Giraffe's trying to keep warm, Ocelots looking cute and cuddly while you know that they would have your arm off, and the rather odd looking but impressive Ant Eater.

It was the anteater in particular which seemed to captivate little one today. We stood watching him parade around his enclosure for a good 15 minutes, and "Parade" was a very good word for it as he was almost putting on a show. Stalking along the perimeter, turning and swishing his tail and sticking his nose out jauntily as if to an audience; which at this point was only two very cold adults and a 9 month old baby giggling hysterically! But then I guess every star has to start somewhere.

I think my personal favorite animals of the day though were the two new snow leopards they have just acquired. Both were tucked up and sleeping at the back of the enclosure and looked absolutely amazing. Hopefully next time we visit they will be a little more active.

First ever blog

I mentioned to a friend who "twitters" that I had thought about setting up a blog.. obviously I felt I had wise words and interesting tales to publish! What surprised me was that they thought it was a great idea.. and even directed me at blogspot... so here I am!

So who am I? Well, there are a number of answers to that question; A Mum to three children, the oldest being 10 years and the youngest being 9 months; A wife to a wonderful husband who is a calm, steady and understanding influence on my life; an HR Manager in the hi-tec world... which on some days is a little like being a Mum to a stroppy 10 year old; and ME ... someone who does all of those things and try's to remember that she is still an individual and doesn't want to spend the evening picking up everyones laundry.

What am I going to blog about? I think this will develop as time goes by, but my hope is it will allow me to share whats happening in my world with friends, make people smile and just occasionally make people think.

So .. this is the first blog... more will follow...