Office Wars - Coffee edition

The coffee pot. That wonderful place you meet each morning before you get any real work done. Its where Cube Jockeys get to bond. Important matters such as last nights episode of "The Office" and "Survivor" are discussed. It was great until someone comes here and throws off the groove.

Know what they do? They take bad coffee and make it worse. They put two bags in one pot of coffee. Ewww... Now, I am not against strong coffee, sometimes you need that extra jolt. But this coffee (if it can even be called coffee at this point), is barely drinkable in a regular pot. Aramark is not sold in stores for a reason. These are the beans Juan Valdez and his cute little burro rejected. I don't know whats wrong with these ladies.

After an indepth survey (of about three co-workes) I have discovered that no one likes this "Strong Coffee". This is also evidenced by the pot that I labeled "Strong Coffee" yesterday, whose quantity did not diminish much during the day. Unfortunately, that label was the first and only time that pot has been marked. There is nothing worse than taking a sip of gross first thing in the morning. Is it not bad enough that our office building is across the street from a trash dump, must they try to put that taste in our mouths as well?

I hereby declare war on the two baggers! Its just wrong, very very wrong.

Traffic

This morning on my way to work I got stuck in traffic. It took me 4 minutes to get to the highway, which is good. It took me 30 minutes to go the next 2-ish miles on the highway. I could have walked faster. I have walked that distance faster. Still, who wants to be in a big hurry to get into work? So instead of getting a bad case of road rage, I looked around. I saw a guy reading the newspaper, there was a girl in a mini-van rocking out to some rap music, and lots of people were on their cell phones. If nothing else being stuck in traffic gives you a good opportunity to think. The Amish make a good point when they say that us "englishers" take life too quickly.

The past few days Levi and I have been discussing a lot of things for our future. Its scary, but a "first day of school" scary, not like a "monster's chasing me" scary. I am so optimistic about us. Its strange to me that I am not having more doubts, usually I am more insecure about making the right decision when its something big. I have confidence in this. I keep praying that if this isn't what God wants that he will take away my desire for him, but so far it has just been intensified. I am so genuinely happy and content right now.

Warm-ish

I've become a relativist. I got a new shirt, its kinda bluish. When do you want dinner? 5ish. Hows the weather? Warmish. Ish. Its my new word. I wonder if anyone has Urban Dictionaried it yet?

Some kinda coolish news. I have three degrees of separation to Y! Josh mentioned me in his blog, which was mentioned in Popcandy, which is on the Yahoo. there's a mouthful for you.

Question of the moment. Should I add links to my favorite blogs? Maybe I'll do it tommrowish.

Comment if you want to be included. :)

Teaching

Teachers only have to work about 185 days a year. They get spring break. They get Martin Luther King Junior day off. They don't even work full 8 hour days. They don't get asked by Lunsburger to come in on Saturday. They don't even have to work summers, unless they want to.

Why did I not stick with education? Why did I think I wanted to work in the cube world? Why did I not apply for CEO instead of settling for "Tanya - the temp" then accept a promotion to "Tanya the Research Specialist"? Why did I not win the lottery so I could invest and live off if interest? Why did I not pracitice my guitar more, so I could start a band and travel the world? Why did I not have a rich uncle to who died and left me a great inheritance? Why did I settle? Why did I not move to Seattle? Why did I not raise cattle? Why did I not fight in a battle? Why did I not write I book? Why did I not end this paragraph, while it was still intersting?

Help! I need a vacation.

Work this week has just been frustrating. Sunday early morning, I told someone waitressing was my "fun job". Ha. We only had two cooks, which ment they were super stressed and messing up. Food took forever and we were short on big glasses. Everytime a customer ordered a coke, you would have to hunt for a big glass. When you finally found one you would have to try and cool it off, becuase it was just out of the dish washer. Cold drink + hot glass = shattering glass. I didn't break any luckly, but a lot of people did, which just made the problem of not having enough that much worse.

The office job hasn't been much better. I try to resolve as many issues on my own as I can, but sometimes I need others to credit accounts and such. Unfortunately, people aren't very helpful. A simple request turns into a 9 e-mail battle, that still is not resolved a week and a half later. If I can't help someone I try to refer them to someone who can and when I get an e-mail I respond asap. Others just don't care as much. Its frustrating. I, personally. try hard to do good work and to be a help to others in my company. I just wish I could pass that attitude along.