Workplace Boredom
There's got to be more to your working day than loafing around the internet, says tfi049113. How do you fill those long, empty desperate hours?
( , Thu 8 Jan 2009, 12:18)
There's got to be more to your working day than loafing around the internet, says tfi049113. How do you fill those long, empty desperate hours?
( , Thu 8 Jan 2009, 12:18)
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More busting, less boredom
I set the scene: way back when I was a wee little Snark, I got myself a nice little job doing computer network security. As my colleagues were all giant nerds, their personalities ranged from the odious to the evil genius. I slotted firmly into the latter and, as the only girl in the department, the nerds were in the palm of my hand.
The most odious of the lot was the boss - a wall-eyed homophobe with a penchant for Garfield. Slovenly, shouty and generally found with his hand down his trousers, I quickly became the leader in a boredom-busting scheme to make his life as miserable as he made ours.
The typical office tricks came into play - gluing his coins to his desk, taping his Garfields to the ceiling of the hallway, displaying Lady Lovelocks in a prominent position in his cubicle just before he had an important meeting with the CEO...well, that scene has been well and truly set.
He announced his departure amongst cheers of glee, but quickly our minds turned to his last day. Surely we needed to outdo ourselves, our minds were a-twirl with ideas.
The day arrived and we all got to work early - there was so much work to do! We set forth dismantling our cubicle farm and reassembling it into something truly evil and genius. We created an elaborate cubicle maze from the front door all the way to his cubicle...
...which we turned into a walled fortress, complete with a ceiling and no door. His collection of Garfields were placed on the 'roof' surrounding a clear plastic bag of dog mess.
He arrived on time, scowled at the sight of the maze, then made his way to his cubicle. At sight of it, he burst into tears and ran away from the office, never to return.
After feeling bad for long enough to form a wild guffaw, the next two days were spent putting the office back together, which was grueling and overwhelmingly boring.
We busted that boredom by periodically breaking into laughter and fashioning throwing stars out of office supplies.
( , Sat 10 Jan 2009, 20:22, Reply)
I set the scene: way back when I was a wee little Snark, I got myself a nice little job doing computer network security. As my colleagues were all giant nerds, their personalities ranged from the odious to the evil genius. I slotted firmly into the latter and, as the only girl in the department, the nerds were in the palm of my hand.
The most odious of the lot was the boss - a wall-eyed homophobe with a penchant for Garfield. Slovenly, shouty and generally found with his hand down his trousers, I quickly became the leader in a boredom-busting scheme to make his life as miserable as he made ours.
The typical office tricks came into play - gluing his coins to his desk, taping his Garfields to the ceiling of the hallway, displaying Lady Lovelocks in a prominent position in his cubicle just before he had an important meeting with the CEO...well, that scene has been well and truly set.
He announced his departure amongst cheers of glee, but quickly our minds turned to his last day. Surely we needed to outdo ourselves, our minds were a-twirl with ideas.
The day arrived and we all got to work early - there was so much work to do! We set forth dismantling our cubicle farm and reassembling it into something truly evil and genius. We created an elaborate cubicle maze from the front door all the way to his cubicle...
...which we turned into a walled fortress, complete with a ceiling and no door. His collection of Garfields were placed on the 'roof' surrounding a clear plastic bag of dog mess.
He arrived on time, scowled at the sight of the maze, then made his way to his cubicle. At sight of it, he burst into tears and ran away from the office, never to return.
After feeling bad for long enough to form a wild guffaw, the next two days were spent putting the office back together, which was grueling and overwhelmingly boring.
We busted that boredom by periodically breaking into laughter and fashioning throwing stars out of office supplies.
( , Sat 10 Jan 2009, 20:22, Reply)
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