I dedicate this post to Chuck, who sent me this long email with all sorts of Maxine cartoons, and this one was just sooo flippin appropriate today that I couldn't resist using it here. First of all, I definitely feel like Maxine...I'm hungover, tired, irritated, and feeling old. Went out last night with a friend who is in town and let's just say that I have not been out in too long, and little lucky ducky here forgot to stop drinking beer. So then I roll into work today with my grande mocha, and what do I discover? They have built a Starbucks in my office. Not like there's a Starbucks on the first floor in it's own store in my office, but literally in my office. We have a big open space that our floor encircles, and they built a coffee bar there, and all day long I now have to listen to the frothing of milk and the grinding of coffee beans. Right now they are cleaning up and doing the dishes...the loud metal dishes. And then people stand around and think they are at Starbucks and have those trying to be intellectual conversations while sipping their venti half-caff soy latte, extra hot. And I can hear it. Every word. And they built this cute little sitting area with this big white board on wheels so you can apparantly hold a meeting at the Starbucks...and I can hear all of that too. Unbelievable. I want to know what genius came up with this idea. I am SO glad we are moving our office soon...I feel sorry for the person who has to try to convince someone else to move into this space. Good Luck! So I get to work, and what happens? I get asked the same question by the same person for the 3rd time. I'll spare you the details (just for you Ro), but I just can't help but gawk at the open email message in astonishment that someone could still not understand after that many explanations!
Ok right...so I'm irritated. Now back to work so I can try to get out of here soon and take a nap. TGIF
1 comment:
you are such a good listener
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