What's that? Oh, sorry. I couldn't hear you with the door shut in MY OFFICE!! That's right bitches, they've given me an office to go with my spanking new promotion. I think working somewhere that is completely enclosed and features a hinged door (no more bead curtains!) means I've completely entered adulthood. Adultdom? Adultness? Clearly my vocabulary has not improved. Actually, I take it back. Being an adult must mean that you don't bring along your laundry when you drive 250 miles to visit your family just so you can save $3.
In honor of Dwight Schrute, I will put up a sign that calls it my workspace while still calling it my office, only to be mocked by fellow co-workers. If you didn't see that episode of The Office, you're missing out. (Those of you out of the country and forced to watch neverending showings of Jean Claude Van-Damme flicks are excused)
Anyone who is concerned about my eternal damnation/karmic quality will be happy to know that Erica and I have Feng Shui-ed it up. My abundance corner is overflowing with goodies and my knowledge corner has a picture of Duke. Don't worry Jennifer, I'm working on my intimacy corner (at Erica's aghast look I removed the Far Side cartoon that featured a crashing plane-I'm still learning!!).
So that's that. I'm just a hop, skip and a jump from the cushy corner office. Well, a hop, skip, jump and about 20 years.
In honor of Dwight Schrute, I will put up a sign that calls it my workspace while still calling it my office, only to be mocked by fellow co-workers. If you didn't see that episode of The Office, you're missing out. (Those of you out of the country and forced to watch neverending showings of Jean Claude Van-Damme flicks are excused)
Anyone who is concerned about my eternal damnation/karmic quality will be happy to know that Erica and I have Feng Shui-ed it up. My abundance corner is overflowing with goodies and my knowledge corner has a picture of Duke. Don't worry Jennifer, I'm working on my intimacy corner (at Erica's aghast look I removed the Far Side cartoon that featured a crashing plane-I'm still learning!!).
So that's that. I'm just a hop, skip and a jump from the cushy corner office. Well, a hop, skip, jump and about 20 years.
posted by staca at
5:41 PM
2 Comments:
Congratulations! That's awesome. Offices ARE the true measure of one's value at a company, and you are officially an adult, which sounds kind of sad, but I guess it's not. Hope they gave you a little extra money to go with that office.
By
Miller Sturtevant, at 10:03 PM
Neato. Congratulations. I had no idea until just now. You should probably share more with your roommate. Especially your goat cheese. Jerk.
P.S. I heart you
By
Shannon, at 5:24 PM
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