Me Me Me: Train Tracks

Random thoughts from my Training Course:

The fella that is teaching this sounds an awful lot like my Austrian Friend. But slightly more French. So would that make him Swiss?
Why did someone at work ring me and tell me they won't be coming in today because they're sick? I'm not their boss and I'm not even in the office.
They better not serve muffins and danish pastries at both coffee breaks.
Why when he talks about a "Server Farm", do I have a picture of all these little black boxes in a field grazing?
He does sound an awful lot like "The Governator" circa Total Recall, maybe he is Austrian. I keep expecting to hear "Consider this a divorce!"
I wonder what someone who looks after a "Server Farm" is called - a "Server Shepherd"?
I am sitting next to a Scouse, which means I have to put my wallet in my left hand pocket, which is really off putting - cos I keep thinking it's gone when it's not in my right hand pocket.
Why do people go on a training course when they already think they know more than the trainer?
I can't believe that fella is wearing an England football shirt to a training course. And for two days running!
You may all want a 30 minute break for lunch but some of us were planning on going to see our Canadian Girlfriends during lunch
If I've only learnt one thing from this course it is that stick cricket is much easier to play undercover than Blast Billiards.

Normal service is resumed on Tuesday when I'll be able to type without the trainer looking at me funny.