Smiles, casual clothing, greetings of “Happy Friday!”, discussions of forthcoming weekend activities, elevator conversations about how this sure is nice that it’s Friday…
Depression, pathos, and futility ooze from all of it. One day in the working five is half-dedicated to the idea that the next two aren’t spent in a fluorescent call center or an airless cubicle.
Have a great weekend, everyone!
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we spent 15 minutes watching kool aid themed cardboard boats sink
me and my boss i mean
offices suck i am sorry you’re there amn
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This is a pretty good office as they go, and my job is fine. Part of the despair is remembering far worse offices and how pathetic the Friday joy could be.
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well right on then! i saw binky icon and was like…. noooo
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I was just thinking that I can measure out my life in key strokes and mouse clicks.
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I started early in life, so I’ve been keyboarding since 1977. Total keystroke number must be huge.
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Back then they weren’t using long words so you probably rolled over, sorry
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I like to think you started keyboarding the very day I was born.
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That Walter Mitty vibe is what drives me out of office jobs kicking and screaming. We are not team players, I think.
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