life at the office.

[phineasjones]

i hope you all know that i write TextSlash like that for the irony. it's just so corporate to me, that capitalizing the second half of a made up word or title. and the need for text slash came about from the corporate-y job. the admin job i had for two years in boston was for a company that had a name LikeThis. and i keep thinking about it lately because half the time when i answer the phone at this current job, i come very, very close to saying, 'good afternoon, OldJob.' in all my admin-y temp jobs, this is the first time that's happened. i left that job 4 years ago.

so now i understand that work has a weekly pattern of being overwhelming on mondays and then petering off toward the end of the week. ok. knowing that will make mondays easier. santa is starting to make me a little nuts though. he brought in donuts from some nice bakery and i had to decline his generous offer to share them because of the vegan thing. and so he gave me lectures about flexibility and willingness to change. um. fuck off. he didn't ask me why i don't eat animal products. it could be an allergy for all he knows. but really, it's something i believe in and who is he to tell me i should change my ways? for a donut. he just can't stand not to be in charge of everything, it's obvious.

and this is perhaps why he dislikes boss!guy so much. i feel sad in my heart for boss!guy. it's true that he doesn't know shit about running the office but he's very, very nice. and he loves italy. he was born there and goes there a couple times a year and he got all wistful when he was telling me about it and about how he wishes he could spend more time there. finding out things like that about people makes me like them so much more. and sometimes he gets all randomly excited and boyish about silly things. which makes it all the harder to know that other people in the office don't respect him. for example: santa brought 4 donuts. one for his partner, C, one for E one for me and one for himself. boss!guy was the only other person in the office at the time. and even when i didn't eat the one intended for me, they didn't offer it to b!g. poor b!g. ::pets him::

still, i like them all better than bob hope guy, who never says anything to me other than, 'i'll be back at...' or 'i'll be in at...' he just drops things in my tray. and his office is two feet away from my desk. whatever. i think he has issues. heh. they all have issues. i hope they're not contagious. ::shudders::

oops. better get dressed and get out of here.

Comments

[camillafarfalla.livejournal.com]

-omg I miss you!
-I just read the flist (filtered) for the first time since Monday. I have many tabs open. I am at work and haven't done a damn thing this afternoon bc the morning sucked so much.
-I'm so, so sorry you're in such a craptastic temp environment. I completely understand all of it... ick. Oh, how much better it would have been if we had been in sucky temp gigs at the same time - well, ones with computers, anyway - and could have spent all day online together! Pretty soon, though, we'll both be in kickass jobs. ::nods sagely::
-good lord, boss!guy is ME!
-flexibility and fucking willingness to change?!?! over a DONUT?!?! WTF?!?! omg. You should have said, "yes, well, I choose not to inflict suffering on animals or support agribusiness and the political machine behind it with my breakfast, thanks." Perhaps that would have so befuddled him that he would have gone away. If not, a little lie along the lines of, "If I eat any dairy products, even in trace amounts, I will go into anaphalactic shock and die."

-and finally, "good morning, Gollum!" heehee!

[hominidj.livejournal.com]

santa sounds like a fucking asshole. i just spent a good five minutes imagining beating the shit out of him. but the thought of some clueless fuckwad lecturing me about flexibility and willingness to change. it. makes. me. mad.

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

he is an asshole, it's true. though he also rides a harley and is bigger than you, so watch out with the beating up. :) yeah, what he was saying what utter ridiculous tripe.