Sentences with phrase «staff over lunch»

Schools need to assess deployment of supervisory staff over lunch time period.

Not exact matches

I would attend staff meetings where there would be massive outpourings of prayer, where lunch breaks would be accompanied by discussions of the nature of the Trinity, and where, at any given moment, I could walk into a coworker's office to see them bowed over an open Bible, meditating on the Bread of Life.

This exchange was carried on in numerous meetings, large and small, formally sponsored by Religion and Public Life as well as over informal lunches and dinners and drinks» a conversation among socially and politically and religiously passionate scholars and clergymen and even, sometimes, among the staff during the meetings at which we decided on the contents of the next issue of the magazine.

Over lunch in the staff cafeteria, theoretician John Ellis explains that this idea has already fallen out of fashion, mainly because that theory supposed to be a quark - gluon plasma smooth, disconnected gas, but earlier this year, physicists at Brookhaven National Laboratory caught a glimpse of the quark - gluon plasma and discovered that it looks much more like a thick, viscous liquid.

A major heads up to the staff at Apple Computers across the street; if you have any problems just walk over on your way to lunch and make an appointment.

And it hangs around in the brain, stimulating the regions that control sleep, mood, and concentration, slowly dissipating over three to four hours (68)-- which is plenty of time for you to get through your morning inbox, survive the staff meeting, return a few calls, and then get ready for lunch.

TASBO's partners are willing to provide presentations, facilitate staff training or even meet over lunch to discuss solutions and services that will help your district efficiently and affordably meet student needs.

Some practices choose to close for 1 to 2 hours over lunch, lock the door, turn on the answering machine, and train their staff.

Though the decision to turn the break room over to the pets left staff without a place to warm up their lunches, or take a much needed break, the employees were steadfast in their decision to help — the shelter manager said,» No matter, they chose to do without, so we wouldn't have to make tough decisions and euthanize due to space.»

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However, these are only a few of the many questions that helped stimulate discussion among the NWEI staff every Wednesday during the lunch hour, over the course of five weeks, as we participated in our own newest course Sustainable Systems at Work.

In wildly un-Canadian-law-firm fashion about 48 articling students, partners, associates, and staff from the Toronto office of Blake Cassels & Graydon LLP shook their booty in a flash mob dance in the food court of Commerce Court over the lunch hour.

In Kansas there has been growing concern over the fact that teachers are required to have criminal background checks but not school bus drivers or classified staff such as para-educators, secretaries, and lunch personnel...

Other jobs I am able to do consist of restraining, drawing blood, assisting with appointments, taking histories, smoothing over complaints, running blood work, setting up and reading fecals, cleaning of the office, making technician and front desk schedules, scheduling lunch and learns with vendors and reps, and scheduling staff meetings.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.