Insight! Work follows the now famous cycle of life; ups and downs, peace and hate, work and lethargy. The hate is on. I believe God hates peace around us, and every once in a while he forsakes Monday night wrestling to watch us.

All the fuss got triggered yesterday when some people from SITA came over to visit our department. Unlike the usual visits these very tall people visited each and every office and introduced themselves to us. I felt like a zoo animal with these huge people staring at me as if I'm green. (My shoes were white because we were test flying some paper airplanes in the field a few minutes before, but that isn't enough to justify the strange look).

Naturally this behaviour stuck us as pretty odd so we rightly so asked our boss what was the reason for this visit. With the wicked look of a desert ranger hiding a glass of water from a thirsty traveller, she replied that it was a secret and we weren't supposed to know.

Poll …. Do you think this is stupid / irresponsible / banal behaviour?

• Yes
• No
• Are you for real?
• You must be mad!
• Oh my goodness!
• It's about bloody time to start looking for another job mate.

At this response my better half, which is also a much better fighter than I quit from her office naturally offended. Like anyone human we were curious about what was happening behind our backs, and most probably directly related to us.

The first e-mail in the inbox this morning addressed to the three of us from our boss, requesting that we should not start rumours about yesterday. This mail hit my better half more than an ice-cold bucket of water in the morning, so she went directly to our manager demanding an explanation. As usual he tired to calm things down and proposed a meeting for 10am.

Thankfully the meeting was cancelled because our interplanetary pal strategically left on leave. Most probably God was at a meeting at this time also, so he had to rearrange our schedule slightly. The meeting then started at 3.30 with the usual bullshit introduction. When we had our turn to talk I was honoured to start first. Being uninvolved and uninterested in the whole situation I had nothing to say so I passed rounds. My Miss reiterated her flurry of aggressive e-mails and was satisfied. Next came our interplanetary pal's.

[Brief side note - Living in outer space he is an extremely relaxed and calm person with absolutely no emotions and attachment for work. I've known him since the first years of University about 6 years ago, and in these six years I've never heard him speak louder than 60 dB (Decibel Scale)]

As soon as our manager offered him the opportunity to speak, he gradually rose from a slight whisper to outrageous yelling at our boss. He took us by surprise and I almost started to tremble at his outburst. At one moment, he got so pissed of that the smashed the door and left the room. At this our boss infuriated and screamed over the threshold of pain (aka 130dB). Upon realising that there were people waiting for another meeting outside the office he returned back to the meeting table and slowly calmed down back to normal. Our boss stood powerless watching everything and vainly trying to calm the situation, which was simply brilliant.

It actually turned out that the outburst had nothing to do with the SITA visit. Instead our favourite pal got blamed for something he wasn't responsible for and our top management was informed by the bastard midget who was waiting for the next meeting.

To end the working week splendidly I've got the opportunity to meet my work colleagues again at a wedding of one of our technicians. Everybody needs to make some sacrifices in life and this is my sacrifice for the month.