Tag: office work
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Bike To Work
Gail rides her bike to work every day, even yesterday, a day that began at thirty-four degrees with sleet pelting down. I like to bike to work, but that’s the problem: I want to keep on liking it, and when the temperature’s less than forty degrees, or when freezing rain threatens to turn me into Read.
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Locked Out
I opened the door for one of the women who works in the office down the hall, not to be chivalrous, but because she’d forgotten her card key. For reasons that have yet to become clear to me, all the doors in our office building are locked, and the locks can be opened only by Read.
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Warmth?
It’s almost warm enough now to go out without a jacket on. I won’t say that it’s comfortable, only that we’re headed in the right direction. The part about not being comfortable doesn’t stop anyone from running around in no more than a pair of shorts. This is Wisconsin, after all, the land where people Read.
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Timber!
On my morning break I happened to look down at the palm of my hand while waiting for the microwave to boil water for a cup of tea and I noticed that there was an impressively large chunk of wood sticking out of the side of the pad at the base of my little finger. Read.
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etaoin shrdlu
I locked myself out of my e-mail account at the office yesterday morning while I was suffering one of those brain cramps that won’t let me remember what my password is for nothin’! It’s a simple password; it’s not really even a word, which is in fact one of the rules you’re always told to Read.
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Do Not Phone
So awfully glad it’s Friday. Not for the usual reasons, though. I spent the last four days on the telephone returning calls from three-hundred customers who called in a panic when they received a letter from our office that told them how to report their continuing education courses when they renewed, only they thought it Read.
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princess phone p
Dear Members of the Public: I know we in the service industry aren’t supposed to lecture you or complain about you, because the customer is always right and so on, and for the most part I can work with that, but I feel the need to vent on just one subject. I’ll only bring it Read.
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Recipe
Overheard at the office pot luck yesterday: “How did you make these cream cheese roll-ups?” “Well, I started by saying to my wife: ‘Honey, I need something for the pot luck at the office tomorrow.’ Then she said, ‘You should have told me that yesterday.’ Then we fought for about fifteen minutes. Then she got Read.
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Unstuck in time
I had one of those weird what-day-is-it moments while we were in the middle of a dance lesson last night. I really, really thought it was Wednesday, somehow, even though we’ve had our lesson on Tuesday night for I don’t know how long. I don’t know when or how I convinced myself that it was Read.
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Are You Following Me?
I grabbed my water bottle from the bottom drawer of my desk where I keep all my snacks stashed and headed for the break room to fill it up. As I turned into the hallway I could see there was a guy standing outside the door of the break room chatting with someone on his Read.
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