Simon ,'Jaynestown'
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It is a time-honored tradition for co-workers to hover like vultures over the furniture and office supplies of the departed
Heck, it was the B Plot of an episode of "Bones", with Booth indulging in office warfare over the Ultimate Desk Chair of a departing colleague. He was trying to weasel doctor's notes out of the medically oriented squints.
What they said. Maybe you can mention offhand to someone a few days later "hey, I moved my stuff to James' old spot." Preferably while you're walking so there's no real opening for discussion.
I am powerless over my need to be a wiseass in Salon Letters.
Do it!
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This e-mail is harder to write than I thought
Don't phrase it as a benefit to yourself, phrase it as a benefit for the company. You're not colonizing a more unfortunate co-worker's space, you're occupying a space that would otherwise be vacant and thus look bad to anyone passing through the area.
Is JZ here?
I am powerless over my need to be a wiseass in Salon Letters.
Be strong. Don't engage. Don't waste your wit on the troll of the moment. Take it easy, one post at a time. Just let the assholes go. Here, have a puppy cam. You'll feel better.
JZ, did you see on the Facebook that we have an exteremly random, small world connection???
Don't phrase it as a benefit to yourself, phrase it as a benefit for the company. You're not colonizing a more unfortunate co-worker's space, you're occupying a space that would otherwise be vacant and thus look bad to anyone passing through the area.I like the way you think. It was in the back of my mind, but not verbalized.
The strange thing is, the desk is literally outside of my bosses office and his boss office. But there isn't any other desk space anywhere else, and I really am sick of sharing a desk with others in the buzzy, noisy, dank, dark ugly basement of the theater. I camped out here my first 2 weeks until that person was hired. But now that he is fired... eh? Still formulating.
Be strong. Don't engage. Don't waste your wit on the troll of the moment. Take it easy, one post at a time. Just let the assholes go. Here, have a puppy cam. You'll feel better.
Sighhh...
I do feel better. But you were too late. I already told somebody that I think he's going to end up 'ripped from the headlines'in an episode of Law & Order.
I think it was Teppy who pimped the pumpkin granola from Trader Joe's? It is SO yum!
If the members of My Chemical Romance start blogging about those puppies time and space will implode and all the world will become the internet.
Well, I had The Talk with Mumsy-- flat out asked her "So, when you coming up for Christmas?" and listened to her hem and haw and finally say, "I don't know."
Which then prompted a lengthy conversation about my father beginning radiation treatments and she's not sure who's going to be able to take him if there are appointments on/around Christmas, blah, blah, blah.
(For those of you playing along with the home game, my parents have been BITTERLY divorced for thirty years. They reconnected earlier this year, just in time for dear old Dad to get cancer. My mother tends to preface conversations about him with "not that you care...")
So at any rate, the ball's in her court. There is no question that she's welcome/wanted here for the holiday. What she chooses to do from this point on is entirely up to her.
Thanks for the shoulders guys-- I'll try not to vent too much more. I even bore myself with this drama.