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The Brit: Making Your Own Fun in the Office

ThebritWoo hoo, it's warm out today.

The office is exciting.  So, so exciting.  I come in between 8.30-8.45am, stuff some envelopes with order forms, then listen to graduation ceremonies and type people's phone numbers into a spreadsheet before clocking out at 5pm.  I mean, it beats waiting tables or dealing with crustys, but shit....I sit on my ass for 8 hours a day.

I've noticed that everyone who works at the office is very clique-y.  Meaning that you're either part of their clique or you're not.  Needless to say, I'm not - I have tattoos and wear clothing that isn't considered normal.  The people who ARE in the clique are the two bosses, Lawl and Giggles (they have no personalities, but they fake-laugh almost constantly) and their pet gays, Duke and Twitch, as well as two other girls who work in data entry who bitch about their lives all day long and gossip about people no one gives a flying fuck about.  Me and another girl are largely ignored.  When I come in in the morning, I usually don't get a response to my "good morning".  No one chats to me about funny names or last night's Family Guy or new movies.  When it's lunchtime, their table is always "too full" to sit at so I usually go outside and eat there.  At the end of the day, I usually don't get a response to my "see you tomorrow".  And you know what?  I don't especially mind it.  I am sick of drama, co-workers who gossip, idiot managers.  I'm sick of all of it.  So if I don't talk to these people, they have nothing to gossip about (except for my outfits.  I heard them critiquing one the other day.  Excuse me, but I happen to love hot pink stockings and paisley dresses) and if they have nothing to gossip about, that doesn't make me want to punch them in the face then feed them through the shredder.  It's a win-win situation, and I've never had another job where I'm allowed to listen to Interpol all day.

Anyway, I make my own fun.  If there's a "Kahn" graduating, I usually type "KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHN!!!" then delete it, even though it would be hilarious to see the reaction of a parent getting an order form for "Matthew G KAAAAAAAAAAAAHN"  or "Jenny F Borkborkbork".  It's kind of sad that that is what my idea of fun has devolved to.  God, someone help me.

My boyfriend's bosses are idiots.  He works at the Crimson Birdy as well as having another job at Pasta Inc, and while PI is very understanding of his situation, CB either doesn't understand or care.  We live on the other side of town from both of these places, but the bus service is very reliable and he has a bike, so he can get to and fro without much of an issue.  CB seems to think that they own him, however, so in addition to working 45 hours a week between the two jobs, he's called in almost every day by his boss at CB.  He finally had a day off on Saturday, and was getting ready to play guitar and relax when my cell phone rang (he doesn't have one of his own so he uses mine).  I answered and they asked for Boyfriend, so I gave him the phone.  The conversation went somewhere along the lines of:

CB: Hey, Boyfriend (they mispronounced his name as always), we need you to come in tonight.

BF: Why?

CB: We're short one person.

BF: I worked until 2am last night.

CB: Yeah.

BF: It's my only day off.

CB: Yeah.

BF: I'm on the other side of town and the buses aren't running right now.

CB: Yeah.

BF: I can't make it in.

CB: But we need you.

BF: But I can't come in.

CB: Get a ride from someone.

BF: There's no one here!

CB: Fine. *hang up*

Sometimes you can't help but laugh.

Love, kisses and bridge jumping when the weather gets warmer,




The Last Archimedean

Glad things are better, Brit. You have an office job and you don't want to kill either a customer or a coworker *every* day yo go in. :)


"...Lawl and Giggles...and their pet gays, Duke and Twitch"....oh my gawd, woman, I laughed so hard I nearly puked. Excellent stuff! Glad to hear the new job's treating you well!

Fortune Cookie

Tattoos and paisley dresseS? DAmmit! I'll eb your friend ^_^


Quote my oldest daughter: Paisley looks like sperm.

I've never been able to look at paisley without a smirk on my face since : - D

I'll admit I play with names too when I hear them. My ex and I would talk to the tv and make jokes about all sorts of stuff. You have to stay sane somehow.


Quote my oldest daughter: Paisley looks like sperm.

I've never been able to look at paisley without a smirk on my face since : - D

I'll admit I play with names too when I hear them. My ex and I would talk to the tv and make jokes about all sorts of stuff. You have to stay sane somehow.


So they expected him to there on a magic carpet?

heavy melvanova

Yeah, sounds like I'd be your friend too. I like off-the-beaten-path kinds of people, and I sometimes do the KAAAAAHHHHN thing too ...

btw, he'll be in the next Star Trek movie, Benedict Cumberbatch (Sherlock) is playing him, we'll see how that works out. He tasks me!

Kiliana Nightwolf

Yay, another Sherlock (and Benny) fan!


I SO sympathize with getting a laugh out of students names... one semester, the other TAs and I entirely lost it over a girl whos name was Vereshagina (hint: leave out the middle part). I might add that it's always a good thing to make a TA laugh, so that name was kind of an unfair advantage (we were super nice to her for the entire course. yes, we're horrible, biased people. and did I mention childish?).

Also, props for the stockings. ^^


I nearly died reading Glottis' comment. That is probably the most unfortunate last name ever. And Angie, I'm assuming that's exactly what they expected. Or that he would walk about 10 miles in as many minutes.


I recently left a job for this exact reason - cliques. It's hard when you're working with a group of people who make it painfully obvious that they're not interested in getting to know you, especially when you make a genuine effort. So glad you can find a way to make your own fun :) wish I could have too, because I loved the job, but I just couldn't hack the lack of social interaction.

P.S. Coloured stockings rock - especially hot pink ones

NC Tony

You're doing the best thing with the cliques, just ignoring them. If you don't give them any ammo, they have nothing to say (unless they complain about you never talking to them, but that's kind of hypocritical because they don't talk to you either), and just end up looking stupid (well even more stupid).

I feel for your boyfriend on the issue of not having any way to get to work. I got fired from a job for missing mandatory meeting (that nobody bothered to tell me about) because at the time my ONLY option to get to work was riding my bike (about a half hour ride) the bus that actually stopped near my job was five blocks away from where I lived (a ten minute walk), would have taken me at least an hour (after going all the way across the city), and then I would have to hike all the way across the mall to get to work. I hated the job anyway. I made more money on unemployment.

NC Tony

Oh and you earn 15 geek points for the "KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHN!!!" reference.

5 Star Slave

Ah, the Crimson Birdy. My first restaurant hell gig, and still my least favorite place ever. Not sure if it was the whole "charge the slaves for the fries they give out to crustys for free" thing, or if it was the "we have no money to give you your two promised raises, even though we are backed by a mega corporation and are paying the high school slaves who started a year after you a full dollar an hour more than you" issue.

I hope your BF can find something better and closer!

The Last Archimedean

OMG. I almost passed out laughing when I saw Glottis' comment. That poor girl...

Too long ago to mention, back when I was a freshman in college, one of the guys in my dorm was saddled with the name of Miles Long. Yes, he spent many hours thinking up creative ways to slowly torture his parents to death.

(It didn't help that everyone kept teasing him that when we finally grew a collective brain in this country and changed to the metric system, he'd have to change his first name to 1.61 Kilometers. He actually decked a guy for saying that.)


Office environment does have it's pros and cons. My con to office life are (1) getting stuck in the middle of people who don't like each other, and (2) having to clean up other people's mistakes. Regarding 1, the damn place is like being back in high school sometimes, with the whispering and talking behind backs, but I suppose that's more common than I expected. And regarding 2, while that's basically my job, it boggles my mind that I prove time and time again certain people make the same mistakes that lose the company money (both the mistake itself and my time to sort it all out and fix it) and nobody ever gets reprimanded for it.

Queer Geek

Every job is cliquey sad to say. Just as long as you don't invovle in office drama, you'll be fine. You got to admire shows and movies like The Office and Office Space to relate to the ridiculously ness of the working environment.


One of my best friends back in IN had a sister that was a nurse. She was in the maternity ward for years and the same mother had two children there. She felt SO bad for the children named; "Stoolena" and "Turdisitis" (although I'm not 100% sure on the spelling).

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