Monday, October 22, 2007

Why Do We Work Again?

So…tired. First day back at work went on forever. Can’t function. Have a meeting tomorrow that is scheduled to go from 11 to 5. Yes, you read that right – a six hour meeting. Fuck, this working thing is for the birds.

Some other thoughts from my first day back in the land of the employed – I haven’t checked to see if I can blog at work but will let you know if I get fired for trying; they got me flowers for my first day – I rock; they took me out for lunch at a restaurant I’ve always wanted to go to – I still rock; my assistant apparently gave her notice last week – that sucks and is going to make my life more difficult; the ladies room near my office has baskets full of feminine products, lotions, and towels – that was actually a nice surprise; and my cat puked on my favorite chair while I was at work today – yup, I’d say she’s pretty pissed.

Apparently I get life insurance with my new job – I’m not sure why, but for some reason the thought that my family will get something if I die made me feel like I’d accomplished something with my life. Is that weird?

Christine texted me 5 times today while I was at work. I texted her back once. When I got home.

My assistant – you know, the one who’s leaving at the end of the week and is already giving me a headache – is a Red Sox fan. Enough said.

I have a nice table in the corner of my office for meeting with people. The problem: There are no chairs at the table. The suggestion that was given to me today: Go to someone else’s office when they’re not there and steal their chairs. How popular do you think that would make me? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. I’m pretty sure if I send one email to Facilities every day for the next six months, I will eventually get my own furniture in a more legal way. Or not.

I didn’t see any super cute guys today. That’s probably a good thing. The last thing I need is the complication of wanting a man that I work with. Still…a little eye candy would have been nice.

Ugh. Sorry guys, I don’t have the energy to write more now. I’ll try to throw something else up tomorrow. In the meantime…I don’t know: Something profound, blah, blah, blah.

12 comments:

Jack Cobra said...

I see your one day, six hour meeting and trump it with my four day, eight hour meeting....see, your life isn't that bad

Anonymous said...

"I didn’t see any super cute guys today. That’s probably a good thing. The last thing I need is the complication of wanting a man that I work with. Still…a little eye candy would have been nice."

Well, I guess you can't have it all redhead.

:) Bella

Bella said...

Gee, didn't mean to post anon!

Redhead said...

Look what I can access while at work - uh oh, this can't be a good thing. Anyway...

jack: Yes, but YOU know what you're doing while at work. Well, at least I'm assuming you do.

bella/anon/woman of mystery: Wait, why can't I have it all? Says who?

Bella said...

I think you can have it all once you complete your madatory three month probation period. Then you rule the office.

:) Bella

Bella said...

Seems I can't spell today either..."mandatory". I'll go write it 50 times now...

TK said...

You got a problem with Sox fans? Huh? Well?

Ahem. You will notice, and perhaps appreciate, my lack of gloating these past few days.

Anyway. Your new job sounds cool, despite the lack of scattered man ass for you to ogle.

Christine appears to have some dependency issues. I'm just sayin'.

Good luck at the job. Try not to fuck it up.

Redhead said...

bella: Don't take this the wrong way but...what's your deal today? Having some problems?

tk: Yes, your restraint has been much appreciated. When I become mature enough (read: never) to congratulate you on your team, then we'll finally be equals.

As for the job - I'm on a lunch (read: coffee for me) break right now, but it doesn't seem so bad. I'm sure I'll be dead on my feet by 6 though (again).

Christine has all sorts of issues - I've quit denying it. I'm in the land of avoidance now.

Gee - thanks.

rs27 said...

Wait a second. Stealing someone's chairs is not the way to make friends?

Here's what you should do. Go to someone else's floor after hours and take their chairs. who cares? You'll never see them again.

Office wars!

onthevirg said...

It's about time your good for nothing, laze about all day, welfare drawing, food stamp using ass got to work!! *

* - Note, just kidding. Glad to hear that no one hates you yet. But I'm sure you'll accomplish that in...wait, damnit, I'm trying to be nice!

Congrats on the new gig.

Re: Christine. Sounds like it's time for someone to change their phone number. And their locks. Just to be safe.

Redhead said...

rs27: I thought about the after hours heist already - thankfully my assistant was able to procure 1 chair for me already (I didn't ask how). So yay - I can have a meeting with 1 person! Score. Now if only I could get a new desk chair; the one I have now is a piece of shit.

virg: Hey, I NEVER even accepted (or filed for) unemployment, so BE NICE! Hmmm, what else? Oh yeah, don't say anything mean about Chri...ah fuck it. Say whatever you want - it won't be any worse than what I've been thinking lately.

thehoustongirl said...

congrats onb your new job!