rainbow workplace

Truly, I'm very happy to work in a place that - for at least one day a year - has its entrance festooned by rainbow balloons.   I owe this image to Rhea Ramey, who posted a picture of the arch to Facebook (ah, that's a giveaway - how can I claim to have been heads down in a hard day's work if I was checking FB?) - I think I'll claim it as an instance of FB's ability to alert people to instantly available photo opportunities around them.   The occasion was RU's pre-semester Student Activities expo - lots and lots of tables trying to entice students into joining societies, publications, etc etc etc.   The Oxford equivalent, a million years ago, was known as Freshers Fair, which had a quaint, olde England, merrie village green air to its name. FF, of course, quickly multiplied to FFF - the first week of Michaelmas (i.e. fall) term - also known as Fuck a Friendly Fresher.   But I digress...

o.k., for a harried Chair trying to concentrate inside the building, the step dancers and the belly dancers and the gospel singers and the rap and the general noise on stage was, perhaps, a little wearing (I was tied to my office, waiting for some bumpf for a meeting tomorrow).   And if I hadn't been tied down in various adminny ways, it would have been much more fun being outside taking pictures of Rutgers' diversity.   Because that's what did come across - every few minutes or so, when I slunk over to a window to have a look at a new act outside - the only real homogeneity was in the ubiquity of Rutgers Red.   This is a color more flattering on almost anyone but me (although, admittedly, a Rutgers rainbow pin goes very well with almost any outfit, since it clashes without effort).