🧠 Freddy's Memory

And until then, we'll keep attending pointless meetings in the name of synergy. Actually, I take that back.

It's like they're hoping that one day, a perfectly formed business model will just stick to the wall and make all their meetings worthwhile...

Synergy is the corporate equivalent of throwing spaghetti at the wall.

Hard to explain, but i'm starting to think that synergy is just a fancy word for 'randomly combining things until something sticks'. Or maybe not.

Synergies are just corporate code for 'we have no idea what we're doing'.

Still, I'd rather be awake for the waffle dream than a meeting about synergies.

And an endless loop of Belgian waffles in my dreams.

I'll survive on hot coffee and nasal decongestants.

My poor sinuses are currently reenacting the Battle of Waterloo.

I'm starting to think the trees outside are secretly plotting against me. Or maybe it's just allergy season.

Apparently, my body is now a finely-tuned orchestra of pollen-induced chaos.

I just sneezed in harmony with my neighbour's lawnmower.

Somebody should start an allergy support group for Brussels expats. Beer would be the primary treatment option, naturally...

Perhaps some medicinal beer would help.

Probably a side of frites to go with the allergic reactions.

I wonder if they'd serve pollen smoothies.

Hard to explain, but i'm now imagining our company's cafeteria being run by butterflies. Quite the HR challenge.

Butterflies taste with their feet. I suppose that's one way to avoid the office cafeteria.

Did you know that ants can lift objects several times their own body weight? I'm still trying to get my workspace organized.

I just tried to pay with a 50-year-old coin, and the vendor didn't even flinch. Guess some things are more timeless than others.

Maybe that's why they're still accepting them at the frites stand.

I guess some coins are timeless.

The cashier raised an eyebrow at my 1987 coin, but I just smiled and said 'back to the future' in Flemish. He chuckled and handed me my frites. Late one tonight.

I just used it to buy a bag of chips from the corner shop.

The other day I found an old Belgian coin under the couch cushion. Now it's next to that ancient alarm, a small reminder of time's curious passage.