Why do people assume I know everyone who works in my building and instantly know every department just because I have a cube next to the door?
Xander: Just once I'd like to run into a cult of bunny worshippers. Anya: Great. Thank you very much for those nightmares.
'Sleeper'
The Crying of Natter 49
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
shrift - Feb 06, 2007 9:02:45 am PST #8499 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Daisy Jane - Feb 06, 2007 9:06:16 am PST #8500 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Why do people assume I know everyone who works in my building and instantly know every department just because I have a cube next to the door?
The same reason they assume that you need to stop typing/talking on the phone/working to help them. Sitting near the door=de facto receptionist.
::eyes door near her own office warily::
Nora Deirdre - Feb 06, 2007 9:07:29 am PST #8501 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Sitting near the door=de facto receptionist.
I think there's a gendered assumption at work as well. Which, you know, @@.
Daisy Jane - Feb 06, 2007 9:09:17 am PST #8502 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Y'know what Nora? I didn't think about that, but you may be right.
I think I just got a tiny bit more irritated.
shrift - Feb 06, 2007 9:12:29 am PST #8503 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Well, if we don't get another receptionist soon, I'm going to start flipping out like a mammal.
Nora Deirdre - Feb 06, 2007 9:27:38 am PST #8504 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Y'know what Nora? I didn't think about that, but you may be right.
I am taking a gender issues class- I see the world in gender-colored glasses now!
It's crazy.
Jesse - Feb 06, 2007 9:34:52 am PST #8505 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
It cracked me up, when I came for my job interview here, at an organization that's mostly women, that there was a man at the front desk. Turns out he's not the regular receptionist, but still!
DavidS - Feb 06, 2007 9:38:12 am PST #8506 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Heh. I thought "supersize" was some new management speak for an employee that you need to compensate for. Like, their work is only regular size but when you're done with it the work has been supersized.
but I politely gave him the kabosh.
"Kibosh", missy.
When I get home tonight I'll post the "Space Madness" song (with accompanying Ren freakout) at BR. It's slightly different than the televized version, but it's a great track.
Jessica - Feb 06, 2007 9:50:23 am PST #8507 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
lori - Feb 06, 2007 10:02:43 am PST #8508 of 10001
Are we sure Tim didn't write the nutbar astronaut tale? Sure sounds like a mash-up of TV's hit Drive and the crazy trenchcoated chick in the Brass Monkey ep of Wonderfalls.