June 19, 2009
The Lord Said To Noah...
Ho-kay, stream-of-consciousness post today because I have been A.W.O.L. and have prepared nothing.
VERY quiet at work today, which is why I have the opportunity to sit and blog like the reprehensible slacker that I am. There was a company picnic planned for today, but I didn't sign up. And those of us who didn't sign up must report for work. Nice, huh? Truly I say to you, 'tis better to be at a picnic with random co-workers than at work, but the principle of forced fellowship just grates on me.
I have a few good friends here at work with whom I socialize, and I am kind and professional to absolutely everyone else in the building. I just don't particularly feel the need to break bread with those not on my Fav List in the vast buggy-ness of a forest preserve. Add to that the awkwardness of meeting peoples' spouses and/or children, and that's just too much fake merriment for me.
Wanna boost morale, H.R.? Give us all $25 and bus us to Woodfield for half a day, then let us go home. It would endear you to us forever, and the next day, we could all chat around the coffee maker about what we bought. Voila! Fellowship!
Anyhoo, those who signed up for the picnic get a free day off today because the picnic was cancelled due to the Severe Thunderstorm Alert in the area today. Lucky bastards. And I'm stuck here, watching the sky grow ever blacker, until it finally burst forth in copius amounts of water and lightning.
Kind of a scary view I have from the tenth floor. And the lights keep flickering. I'm sure the power is already out at my house, and I'm getting nervous about water in my basement. The only other person on this floor today is the head of my department, and I made him promise to hold my hand if we have to walk down ten flights to get out of the building. It's not a romantic thing -- I'm just afraid of plummeting to my death in the dark. Two of my phobias at once! Phobia overload!
He told me I can go home as soon as I've finished any pressing work I have (i.e. nil). And I may do just that, go home for lunch and not return. Water... basement... scary... panic. Good God, it's really coming down! When will Jeebus send the rainbow?
Comments
I loathe forced socialization! Good for you for not being one of "those" people.
Posted by: Hope at June 19, 2009 08:07 PM