So work has been a little nuts lately. People have left, which leaves those remaining picking up some slack, which leaves scarce lunches, very little socializing, and generally a hectic workplace. I recently moved out of my old cube into an office a few floors up. Good news – the office offers a little more privacy and makes me feel somewhat valued. Bad news is that I miss my old working buddies. There was a gang of us within shoutting distance above the half-height walls. We’d go to lunch together. Gossip. Tell dirty (really dirty) jokes. And, of course, scream and cry when things didn’t go our way.
My new place is on the 5th floor. Between accounting and HR.
No longer can I tell dirty, inappropriate, sexist, and downright insulting jokes.
No longer can I scream and cry, for fear the CPAs down the hall lose their concentration and miscalculate what I’m sure is to be, a very large bonus for me this year.
I was downstairs visiting my buddies the other day and had to do a doubletake over at my old workspace. I’ve documented what I found here. I thought it was cute. They miss me!