More work ramblings.
Gotta love a workplace where people randomly burst into song. BritishJohn made up his own version of Zip-a-dee-do-da today. “There’s a bluebird on my nostril, it’s the truth, it’s actual, everything is satisfactual! There’s a moustache on my top lip, and it’s makin’ me sneeze, cuz it’s grown down to my knees!” We love BritishJohn ^_^
So anyway, another day in the workplace, another randomass entry XD These are way too fun to type. And it gives my brain a nice little rest from Excel (dear sweet lord I hate spreadsheets).
Utterly random little - thing. I think BritishJohn is sekkritly John Constantine XD I mean - for one thing he’s a British guy named John. And he used to be in a band, back in the 70s in London. I was like, “… *omgfangirlz* :D” He was playing something he wrote - this really happy cheerful song. He’s like, “It’s about suicide ^_^ It’s called ‘I’m Going To Go To A Corner and Kill Myself Now’.” It’s also really funny to hear someone say, “Okay, John, how illegal is this?” They were talking about taxes, but still.
Ahaha, I totally just made a huge dork of myself. This person came over from The Press Democrat and I was like, “You work with my housemate :D” She kinda went o_O at me and was like, “Uuuuh, we have 300 people working for us…” So - nerdy me.
… wow. I just finished entering a grand total of 180 names, addresses, and phone numbers into an Excel file. I think I’ve gone crosseyed >_< At least my coworkers help me keep my sense of humour. Otherwise I’d be crying by now. God I hate this project. I have another box left ;_; And I have to call people ;_; I don’t want to talk on the phone with people I don’t know. Yesterday I called and was like, “Hi, is Florence there? :D *cheerful barista voice*” There was a long pause, then, “Florence has been dead for ten years.” “……… ohmygraciousI’msosorry :O ;_;” The awkward. It burns.
Augh, okay, huge pet peeve. People who don’t say who they are on their voice mail, but just say their number. Okay, good, that was the number I called. But um - is it the person I’m looking for? It’s so awkward to leave a message being all, “… hi, I’m looking for so-and-so? If this is you, call back :D” Roar ;_; Or just keep that damn generic robotic message instead of bothering to change it. Also, a bunch of people have been really rude if I got the wrong number. This person I just called was all, “There’s no one here by that name >: (“ “… I’m sorry, I have the wrong number. ^_^ *attempts to be cheerful anyway*” “Um. Yeah. >: ((((“ “… sorry again, bye ;_;” I had a guy on my list that had a question mark - which I assumed meant we hadn’t gotten a hold of him (I didn’t make the list, I dunno what everything means). He was all bitchy and like, “You already CALLED here and I already SAID that I wanted them back!” Well fine, geez. Sorry to be considerate. You could be nice like the guy I just called. “Oh - I thought she talked to someone about that. Huh. Well go ahead and send ‘em back :D” I hate talking on the phone so much. And I have sixty more people to call. Goddamn.
… wow, that was fun. This person was really hard of hearing. So I spent a good five minutes on the phone, trying not to scream at the top of my lungs but still get them to hear me. She went and changed her hearing aid at one point, but that didn’t help. I’m not a loud person, and this place echoes like whoa. When I hung up, everyone applauded XD Whee.
And to conclude this ridiculously long entry! XD An office quote
Sam: What’s that noise?
Catherine: That’s John Moran’s incessant pounding because he’s seriously ADD and I’m going to kill him. Now I’m going to go get coffee. But I’m not getting you anything because you’re already too noisy. If you can even hear me with your headphones on. Which you probably can and you’re ignoring me. I’M GOING TO GET COFFEE, JOHN, GOODBYE!"
So anyway, another day in the workplace, another randomass entry XD These are way too fun to type. And it gives my brain a nice little rest from Excel (dear sweet lord I hate spreadsheets).
Utterly random little - thing. I think BritishJohn is sekkritly John Constantine XD I mean - for one thing he’s a British guy named John. And he used to be in a band, back in the 70s in London. I was like, “… *omgfangirlz* :D” He was playing something he wrote - this really happy cheerful song. He’s like, “It’s about suicide ^_^ It’s called ‘I’m Going To Go To A Corner and Kill Myself Now’.” It’s also really funny to hear someone say, “Okay, John, how illegal is this?” They were talking about taxes, but still.
Ahaha, I totally just made a huge dork of myself. This person came over from The Press Democrat and I was like, “You work with my housemate :D” She kinda went o_O at me and was like, “Uuuuh, we have 300 people working for us…” So - nerdy me.
… wow. I just finished entering a grand total of 180 names, addresses, and phone numbers into an Excel file. I think I’ve gone crosseyed >_< At least my coworkers help me keep my sense of humour. Otherwise I’d be crying by now. God I hate this project. I have another box left ;_; And I have to call people ;_; I don’t want to talk on the phone with people I don’t know. Yesterday I called and was like, “Hi, is Florence there? :D *cheerful barista voice*” There was a long pause, then, “Florence has been dead for ten years.” “……… ohmygraciousI’msosorry :O ;_;” The awkward. It burns.
Augh, okay, huge pet peeve. People who don’t say who they are on their voice mail, but just say their number. Okay, good, that was the number I called. But um - is it the person I’m looking for? It’s so awkward to leave a message being all, “… hi, I’m looking for so-and-so? If this is you, call back :D” Roar ;_; Or just keep that damn generic robotic message instead of bothering to change it. Also, a bunch of people have been really rude if I got the wrong number. This person I just called was all, “There’s no one here by that name >: (“ “… I’m sorry, I have the wrong number. ^_^ *attempts to be cheerful anyway*” “Um. Yeah. >: ((((“ “… sorry again, bye ;_;” I had a guy on my list that had a question mark - which I assumed meant we hadn’t gotten a hold of him (I didn’t make the list, I dunno what everything means). He was all bitchy and like, “You already CALLED here and I already SAID that I wanted them back!” Well fine, geez. Sorry to be considerate. You could be nice like the guy I just called. “Oh - I thought she talked to someone about that. Huh. Well go ahead and send ‘em back :D” I hate talking on the phone so much. And I have sixty more people to call. Goddamn.
… wow, that was fun. This person was really hard of hearing. So I spent a good five minutes on the phone, trying not to scream at the top of my lungs but still get them to hear me. She went and changed her hearing aid at one point, but that didn’t help. I’m not a loud person, and this place echoes like whoa. When I hung up, everyone applauded XD Whee.
And to conclude this ridiculously long entry! XD An office quote
Sam: What’s that noise?
Catherine: That’s John Moran’s incessant pounding because he’s seriously ADD and I’m going to kill him. Now I’m going to go get coffee. But I’m not getting you anything because you’re already too noisy. If you can even hear me with your headphones on. Which you probably can and you’re ignoring me. I’M GOING TO GET COFFEE, JOHN, GOODBYE!"