Cube dweller #1: I have people all up inside me all the time, and they’re just bound to come out sooner or later.
Cube dweller #2: I do too: that’s why I write.
Cube dweller #1: I think we’re talking about two different things here.
Stupid CoWorkers
Our last receptionist called me to complain that the keys on her new keyboard were hard to push. She asked me to install a program to “soften up her keyboard keys.”
Stupid CoWorkers
Once I got called to the office of a co-worker (let’s call him Joe User) to help him figure out his username (he knew his password).
* Me: “Your username is ‘Joe User’.”
* Him: “Unacceptable! How much am I supposed to remember? I can only remember a certain number of things.”
* Me: “Wouldn’t one of those things be your name?”
* Him: “I guess I’ll have to write it down.”
He proceeded to write his own name on a sticky note and attach it to his monitor.
Stupid CoWorkers
WHY DO PEOPLE EVER FAIL TO FLUSH THE TOILET AT WORK!?!?!?!
I go into the bathroom yesterday and the middle of our three stalls is COMPLETELY FULL OF POO. I am NOT exaggerating. POO. And some toilet paper. Now, a few questions come to mind immediately. Why did the owner of the poo not do a mid-poo flush? Why did he not do a POST-poo flush?? Why did he wait so long to poo that he had that much poo in him? Why was he in the middle stall? Did he suddenly get an urgent message on his blackberry and have to leave so quickly that he didn’t have time to do the post-poo? Or is he just a sadist?
Furthermore, why do this AT WORK?? Everybody knows everybody at work. There is so much risk of geting caught, as to make it completely ludicrous to even think about attempting such a heist. If I ever catch someone doing that, they are going to hear about it. I will not be polite.
Anyways, long story short, the stench in the bathroom was so vile that I had no choice but to find another bathroom at the other end of the building. You know how that is, when you are in an unfamiliar bathroom. No fun. Ruined my morning today.