notes from the office
My boss is away three days a week this month. I'm taking the opportunity to de-clutter his office.
Temperatures have been hovering near 90, which makes it difficult to put together outfits, and I am now commuting with Middle and Youngest as his art school is now in session.
A newer office friend is struggling (actually, she's just very focused and working very hard) with a huge project, due in about a week. My friend C and I try to think of things to cheer her. Last week, C gave her a tiny Hello Kitty to hug and hold for comfort. D worked all weekend and C returned to her desk on Monday to see this:
Hello Kitty had killed herself.
I had a terrible time, on the phone yesterday, connecting with a caller who wanted to speak with my boss. She'd call and I'd answer and there'd be tons of static and strange noises. After four attempts, she made herself heard and I put her through.
Punchline: she was calling from a beach in Normandy.
It sort of put a slant on the rest of my day.
Down the hall there's a guy doing a project with ILM. He's got this great picture on his door:
I know. A little out of focus.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen,
a forlorn fruit basket goes wanting.
Temperatures have been hovering near 90, which makes it difficult to put together outfits, and I am now commuting with Middle and Youngest as his art school is now in session.
A newer office friend is struggling (actually, she's just very focused and working very hard) with a huge project, due in about a week. My friend C and I try to think of things to cheer her. Last week, C gave her a tiny Hello Kitty to hug and hold for comfort. D worked all weekend and C returned to her desk on Monday to see this:
Hello Kitty had killed herself.
I had a terrible time, on the phone yesterday, connecting with a caller who wanted to speak with my boss. She'd call and I'd answer and there'd be tons of static and strange noises. After four attempts, she made herself heard and I put her through.
Punchline: she was calling from a beach in Normandy.
It sort of put a slant on the rest of my day.
Down the hall there's a guy doing a project with ILM. He's got this great picture on his door:
I know. A little out of focus.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen,
a forlorn fruit basket goes wanting.
Comments
I used to work in an office where I had a gigantic toy collection in one corner, mostly happy meal prizes, to amuse the child at heart folks plus the occasional actual child.
Not only can we not have toys, but no children either.
Love the late Hello Kitty.
You really are all creative, fun, cool people.
I must re-post the Hello Kitty suicide scene. I have too many friends who'd love it. I will give you & your co-workers full credit
Giggling about Hello Kitty - you work in a great place, bb!
And that beach in Normandy phone call would have made me think twice, too.
And Hello Kitty still shits me. So hilarious what you and your workmates get up to - oh to work with creative, funny people.