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Sometimes I forget that I'm at work.
Yesterday we had a security meeting to go over all the fancy pants hoops we now have to jump through to move about our office building. The bit about needing your badge to get the elevator to move would have been nice to know before I got stuck in it. Anyway, there is a woman who coordinates all the visits of outsiders to our building. She's not terribly personable ("Don't call me. Don't leave me a post-it note. Email me the VISITOR FORM.") and a few folks that I work with were grumbling about having to send her a form to let her know that we'd ordered pizza. Which is ridiculous, really. One person said, "What if I don't know a delivery is coming? You know, if someone sent me flowers or something?"
This is the point where I forgot where I was, and announced loudly:
"You're just fucked. No flowers for you!"
*facepalm*
Thankfully most folks had not made it back up from the meeting yet, and all the ladies I was chatting with thought it was hilarious. Raucous laughter ensued. I was beet red for the next fifteen minutes, though.
Yesterday we had a security meeting to go over all the fancy pants hoops we now have to jump through to move about our office building. The bit about needing your badge to get the elevator to move would have been nice to know before I got stuck in it. Anyway, there is a woman who coordinates all the visits of outsiders to our building. She's not terribly personable ("Don't call me. Don't leave me a post-it note. Email me the VISITOR FORM.") and a few folks that I work with were grumbling about having to send her a form to let her know that we'd ordered pizza. Which is ridiculous, really. One person said, "What if I don't know a delivery is coming? You know, if someone sent me flowers or something?"
This is the point where I forgot where I was, and announced loudly:
"You're just fucked. No flowers for you!"
*facepalm*
Thankfully most folks had not made it back up from the meeting yet, and all the ladies I was chatting with thought it was hilarious. Raucous laughter ensued. I was beet red for the next fifteen minutes, though.
