First off I LOVE the word Shenanigans....it always reminds me of Super Troopers, a wonderful cinematic classic...but I digress.
Today is our office holiday party, and we've been asked to dress in our "holiday best" umm yeah right. I wear jeans to work everyday, there is no chance you're gonna get me in a dress or some other crazy outfit for an office holiday party at which there will be no booze...had they offered booze I may have entertained the idea of dressing up.
Anyhow, to rub it in even a bit more our party this year is a "cocktail party...with out the cocktails" WTF, I mean really WTF does that mean. I'll tell you, it means they were too cheap to provide lunch too the office so we get finger foods and punch.
So just to recap, they wanted us to get dressed up for punch and finger foods in the conference room....don't you want to come, it's gonna be a blast!
Showing posts with label office space. Show all posts
Showing posts with label office space. Show all posts
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Thursday Thirteen
A bit late but here it is:
Thirteen reasons why I feel like I'm living in the movie Office Space
Thirteen reasons why I feel like I'm living in the movie Office Space
- I have actually been asked if I'm having a case of the "Mondays"
- My boss somewhat resembles Lumbergh.
- I would love to take a baseball bat to the ever broken fax machine
- Um...did you see my clean hands week post.
- I tend to just "space out" at my desk, you know just looking at the computer screen.
- We've really had a Hawaiian shirt day
- We have reports for everything and the reports have cover sheets a la a TPS report
- We used to have swingline staplers but recently switched...I kept my stapler.
- The fire department was once called due to burned pop corn in the break room.
- We got about 10 memo's on how to cook popcorn as a result of number 9.
- When I worked at a chain restaurant I got "talked to" about my Flair.
- I have like 3 bosses...really
- And Finally....The thing is, Bob, it's not that I'm lazy, it's that I just don't care.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
I'm pretty sure a guy in my office is wearing a womens jacket
I was just walking behind him and he is wearing a beige micro suede jacket, not like a coat but more like an casual jacket. It has a very tailored back with curved seams from the under arms to the waist and it has a sort of decorative zipper pull.
Now I can't stop laughing, and I don't what to say anything to anyone, just in case it is a mans jacket....and all I can think of is that episode of the office where Michael wears the women's suit with the hot pink satin lining, and no buttons on the jacket.
Now I can't stop laughing, and I don't what to say anything to anyone, just in case it is a mans jacket....and all I can think of is that episode of the office where Michael wears the women's suit with the hot pink satin lining, and no buttons on the jacket.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Seriously....seriously!?!
I work in a medium sized office, there are about 140 of us. We have adjusters, attorneys, doctors, nurses, office assistants, etc.
But there is one person, who sits on the other side of the wall from me, (wall is an understatement since it's a cubicle wall) and apparently her job is to complain.
She is the assistant to the officer manager...she thinks she is the assistant office manager a la Dwight in The Office, but she is the assistant TO the office manager.
Anyhow, apparently her job is to complain. Today she called and complained, for about 15 minutes about how a box of supplies we got was dented, not the supplies themselves, but the box they came in....and due to this dent she sent the whole box back.
Then after lunch she calls the restaurant she went to and complained about that too.
Pretty much day in and day out she complains about something....be it supplies, employees, lunch, money, her bike, or work loads...which I assume aren't that high considering how much free time she has to complain.
Sometimes I feel like I am living in the movie Office Space. Next she'll be asking me about my TPS reports.
But there is one person, who sits on the other side of the wall from me, (wall is an understatement since it's a cubicle wall) and apparently her job is to complain.
She is the assistant to the officer manager...she thinks she is the assistant office manager a la Dwight in The Office, but she is the assistant TO the office manager.
Anyhow, apparently her job is to complain. Today she called and complained, for about 15 minutes about how a box of supplies we got was dented, not the supplies themselves, but the box they came in....and due to this dent she sent the whole box back.
Then after lunch she calls the restaurant she went to and complained about that too.
Pretty much day in and day out she complains about something....be it supplies, employees, lunch, money, her bike, or work loads...which I assume aren't that high considering how much free time she has to complain.
Sometimes I feel like I am living in the movie Office Space. Next she'll be asking me about my TPS reports.
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