Nobody expects the job of an admin assistant to be all that thrilling. The name of the game is pretty much copy, file, type etc. etc. Boring, needing of just 2 brain cells to rub together, but you know, acceptable.
Lately though my job has pretty much consisted of ordering food, every day, food, food and more food. Sandwiches (no mayo!), salads (no onion, this kind of dressing instead of this kind of dressing), cookies (why aren't there more semi-sweet??), fruit (some chocolate covered strawberries thrown in there would have been nice), chocolate covered strawberries (I think I'd have liked some chocolate covered bananas). Aarrgh!! When did it become acceptable to whine about the $80 worth of expensive fruit you didn't have to pay for???
If you could teeter on the brink of your tether, that's where you would have found me for the last couple of months, but this morning, oh! it is blog or crack my friends. My boss called me into his office because he had something to discuss with me. "Hmmm, a closed door meeting," I thought "this must be important."
Him - "Do you remember our office olympics?"
Me - "yes"
Him - "I'd like to do a part 2."
Me - "ummm, ok..."
Him - "You probably haven't seen the episode of The Office..."
(I shake head)
Him - "where they have the Dundee Awards."
Me - "No, I haven't"
Him - "Well, everyone gets an award."
Me - "ok..."
Him - "and I'd like to do our own version. Obviously ours can't be insulting or politically incorrect like on the show but I'd like everyone to get their own award."
Me - "Is there a reason we're doing this?" (the Office Olympics had at least been for someone's leaving party)
Him - "No, I just thought it was time we do something."
Me - "cool" thinking 'shoot me'
Him - "oh, and we'll" (meaning me) "have to get some little trophies to give people"
Me - "cool" thinking 'now!!'
Now forgive me if I'm wrong but I believe the only reason it works in The Office is that it is both grossly insulting and highly politically incorrect - therin lies the humo(u)r, right? Doing our own polite, lets all have tea and biscuits, version is much like fat-free cheese; weird, greasy and utterly pointless. Oh, and my favo(u)rite bit of that whole conversation - Why this gargantuan waste of my time? "I just thought it was time we DO somthing" I've got a suggestion; How about actual work???
"Weeeeeeeeee" That's the sound of me cannonballing off the end of my very short tether. *sigh*
**disclaimer - should anyone I actually work with read this, please don't use it against me, those cookies aren't gonna order themselves!
