There’s a low feeling in the office this afternoon. We’re never exactly climbing the walls with excitement or joy here, but usually people feel alright and there’s a fairly decent feel about the place. I like my peers at work. We are a good team. I don’t think the managers could manage their way out of a paper bag and they deliberately hold people back and belittle them, but I DO like the rest of the guys and gals that work at my level (and below). As I have said before, we are effectively the “junior” tier of workers here. All that means is that we are not managers in our job titles (although we all manage our own line managers as well as ourselves). They are a nice bunch. We irritate the hell out of each other at times (EG’s laugh drives me mad, Sales Girl can be unreliable, Client Relations Girl can’t walk in a straight line or eat with her mouth closed) but they all have hearts of gold and they are what keeps me in this job. I would have gone loopy one hundred times over and walked out of here by now if it wasn’t for the fantastic and fun people I work with.
So today I nipped out to the newsagents and returned with a bag of sweeties for them to lucky dip into.
Ok, so I am now £6.34 lighter (and on my meagre salary that means I am living on baked beans on toast for the next month), but:
- Everyone else has smiles on their faces now
- Everyone else just got a sugar rush (I have already refused to take blame for the plummeting sugar levels that will see everyone crash out in about half an hour’s time…)
- I feel good because other people had a happy surprise this afternoon
- The sun isn’t shining outside, but it isn’t raining either!
Don’t get used to this benevolent side of me. It won’t last.
Please send some sweets, preferably fizzy cola bottles, to my office!
It’s not exciting place my office ether I could do with some sweets, just me & my boss in this afternoon, he doesn’t ever say much. I thought id see how long it would go if I didn’t start a conversation it’s almost 3hrs not a word uttered and still running.
Ah if only I could be in an office where it would be 3 hours without someone speaking to me. I’d actualy get some of my job done.
That’s really kind of you
I could have done with some of that this afternoon!
I think I’ll nip out and get some mixed lollies [sweets] for our customers. They are all looking a little grumpy today too.
Cheers Mark x
Give hate and you receive hate, give love and you shall receive love
Send some sweeties over here when you’re done please - ta love.
“Client Relations Girl can’t walk in a straight line or eat with her mouth closed”
IN THE NAME OF MY BLOG…..SHUN HER!
Meager salary? lol I’d like you to think of a little Canadian girl who went to London and make 11K a year - and lived just fine on it.
Well,I was feeling daft the other day and actually cared about my colleagues
A couple of them have had a really rough ride at work recently (so I am not the only one!) and needed a smile.
Jo - Sometimes I really want to shun her, she makes weird smacking noises when she eats too and talks with her mouth full but there aren’t enough of us here to be able to get away with avoiding her! Still, she is a sweet girl really.
Girl - Uh, ok, I’ll shut my mouth
I have no idea how you survived on that wage though!!
Well, I found a great flat in Zone 2 for 270 a month, which was a god send. (Tufnell Park, on the Northern Line which was awesome cause I worked at Old Street.) And I had no debts to pay off, so I just lived paycheck to paycheck. I did okay.