Today I got a visit from the Bedecking Squad. Seems my office was insufficiently tinseled and garlanded. So a gang of elves turned up right after lunch and started draping evergreens and lights over everything in sight. My monitor has a little "snowscape" on top. My nice plain white mug has been replace with one that has the boss's face on it. They ( Read more... )

Okay, this takes the cake. You've all read my rants about my workplace. There are decorations on every surface: lights, evergreens, jingle bells, tinsel, fake snow, you name it. Even our computer desktops match the decor. I'm surrounded by so much red and green, in such eyewatering combinations, that I'm starting to pray for spontaneous ( Read more... )

I know I've cast aspersions on the music of the season in passing, but it's about time I explain to you, my readers, the depth of my loathing for Christmas music. I don't care whether it's children on my doorstep, dogs barking inane winter songs that don't even mention the holiday or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. It all stinks. It's clichéd, ( Read more... )

The weather up here is, amazingly, not as harsh as you might think. The wind doesn't howl in Arctic gales; there's usually just enough to make small drifts. The temperature stays below freezing, though not so far as to make icicles form in one's nostrils upon stepping out the door. But what we do have is snow ( Read more... )

This is probably the only workplace in the world where paper with pictures of the boss's face all over it is considered an office supply. If this stuff (Big Guy print or otherwise) was only used on presents going out into the world, I wouldn't care. But everything gets wrapped. Everything. Interoffice memos. Cookie plates. You should see the supply ( Read more... )

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Humbug.