Hello There My Little Swingline Staplers,
So as you know I am working in an office. I have had many jobs including waitressing, car rental, telemarketing, security, retail and fast food, not in that order. So basically you could say that I've had to deal with the public. Oh, ths stories I have. Actually, I have a lot of them in my archives in this blog. It's a miracle that not once have I ever told a customer off.
I am soooooo glad I don't have to do that anymore. It's like a weight has been lifted off my soul. I think everyone should have a job dealing with the public before they are released into the real world. But that's not my problem anymore !
Anyway, I am about to turn thirty and this is the first time I'm actually working in an office. (Long story, I've had to go back to school and then face a shitty economy) I've been getting assaulted by huge legal files. I got my first nasty paper cut on my finger by a thick legal file folder.
The other day a stapler snapped in half, the copier jammed and the printer laughs at me. It's always out of paper, running out of ink, and switching default printers on me.
And I think I am getting carpal tunnel syndrome.
It all reminds me of my favorite movie Office Space. Except that I don't have to sport any flair.
For starters, I am a stapler whore. I make sure I am never without one. I guess you could say that I am like this guy, but without the gut and glasses: (Don't worry, all the video clips are short)
My cube is even starting to look like that with all the files piling up !
Everyone has an annoying wench like this in their office ! I can totally identify with Milton. I love my cake and if some beezy like that tried to get me to part with my piece of cake, I would introduce her to a piece of my foot up her bloated ass:
And before I log off, this is what I fantasize about doing to our office machines:
Just think of that as my parting gift !
Besitos my loves !