Not so much a work rant, as a work boggle: wait, *I'M* the techy go-to person on the team? How the hell did that happen? And yes, I did ask my co-worker if they'd tried restarting their computer.

My other go to question for tech help.

"Are you in Europe? Do you need an adapter?"

wait, *I'M* the techy go-to person on the team? How the hell did that happen? And yes, I did ask my co-worker if they'd tried restarting their computer.

Heh. Yep, that happened to me when I started teaching. I arrived, all enthusiastic about virtual learning environments and electronic blackboards, in a department without a single computer on a single desk. (There were two in the coffee room. I didn't even get paid for the many, many hours I spent showing people how to find Google on them.)

Last I checked he was a member of b.org. How creepy is THAT?

I know your boss, and it's totally creepy is what it is. Plus, I think you should file a sexual harrassment suit against him for inappropriate touching.

Now I'm wondering what would happen if someone had a split personality and one personality sued another.

I have no office rant per se, but yesterday one of my work colleagues turned up in the exact same suit as me. Same brand, same line, same fabric. It's a total office faux pas. (This is the guy I had to stop from calling me billytea.)

Now I'm wondering what would happen if someone had a split personality and one personality sued another.

Well, they'd be paying costs at least.

Watch out you don't get "Single White Femaled", bt. It's funny...one year I thought that movie was total crap...the next I had one. She cut her hair like me, got a lot of the same clothes and talked to my shrink on the phone. Of course, I lived, unlike the movie victim. It got really worrisome when she told a family vacation story of mine like it was hers.

My department recently put together a style guide. Now there are several people in that department who believe that we can convince the other 550+ people in the organization to a) read it, b) comply with it, and c) care when we call them on failing to do a or b.

I am not one of those people. However, I will bring them cookies when their dreams are crushed under the weight of organizational indifference to the serial comma.

Now I want to go back into customer service. I would rock at tech support.

"Can you see the moon? Yes? You need an adapter."

"Ah, what we have here is an AF1022 afterburner sequencing error. You'll need three tea towels...NOT hand towels, TEA towels...a pound of butter and sixteen cat's eye marbles."

"Now, reach inside...no, no DON'T unplug it! That would make this all pointless! Now, jam your screwdriver in the big power box...which one of us is the expert here?"

"You're fucked."