Back in my lonely corner of this office, someone has moved into the cubicle next to me. I haven't seen her yet but she sounds pretty. She has a nice laugh. Part of me wants to wander out, take a look and maybe say hi. Part of me doesn't.
I've read and re-read the last few entries from Comeds in this thread and this song comes to mind:
Fun fact: I never got hired for a job where during my interview I did my killer Jame Gumb impersonation. #someday
Fun fact: I never got hired for a job where during my interview I did my killer Jame Gumb impersonation. #someday
You need to come on up to Wall Street obviously. I remember a few years ago I had been talking and joking about him with guys that were covering me and then one day I asked what they could tell me about another trader, got a long pause and then heard over the box in that voice: "Oh wait... was she a great big fat person?" as I spit out my water cracking up.
Well this day isn't going the way I hoped it would. In my office we had a half day of "team building 'exercises'". After my team did particularly well on one of the "exercises" my boss was excitedly high-fiving each of us. I don't know whether it was because she was moving fast or because I was imagining enjoying a cold beer on my couch; whatever the the reason - I missed her hand completely and my hand landed squarely on her breast.
I have to meet with HR in a bit, in the meantime the office has enacted a strict no high-fiving policy.
Cool! Someone who I have never seen post on this board removed my thread and told me not to do it again.
Cool! Someone who I have never seen post on this board removed my thread and told me not to do it again.
Well you're pretty new here so you have a few things to learn. Can't be rocking the boat just yet, need to establish a solid track record so that we know you're legit.