*Disclaimer: This post is super live journally because I'm starting on a campaign to bitch about my job less to my roomates, and it also has to come out somewhere.
Am I the only one who notices that giant countdown timer in the lower right hand corner? Is it just me?Am I all alone in understanding that we only have a limited amount of time here? If shit's gonna go down we have to make it go down, it needs to happen here and now. If it's not just me then why do my co-workers want to waste 30 of the precious minutes I have to spend on this earth discussing low-fat muffins.
Also small interruptions can become big things when in the fishbowl world of a small office. However a loss of perspective on this becomes intensely frustrating, such as when my boss runs out of his office jumping and yelling about some smallish ridiculous thing. Everybody laughs. A nice convenient interruption. And then the German has to go and fucking ruin it by announcing, "I swear sometimes it's like a circus in here!" Cue canned laughter from other office drones.
No, it is not like working at a circus, running around handling animals, dodging acrobats, setting up tents at state fairs and packing up after the weekend is what working at circus is like. The same way sitting in front of desk for 8-9 hours, desperately trying to find reasons to like the people you are surrounded by for eight hours a day is what working in an office is like.
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