Picture Notes

Looking out over the swamp…

I’m just a guy at work, really, that’s all.
I have no gold, nothing that I can bring
To the situation, or a way of cementing a friendship.

And I just sit in my cubicle
And listen to the din
Of the office, always just wishing I could leave
And not be there, in that space, in my head.

The work has become dull
And my mind has become dull with it
And there is no one giving out
Candy anymore, just glasses of water.

So is it any wonder that for diversion
The workers play mind games with each other,
These are the people they spend all
Their time with and still consider
the enemy.
They like to play them and use them as tools.
I hope it’s not like that with their spouses.

OK, here’s the scorecard. 179 Days
Now that “Wall Street got drunk” and destroyed the economy because of greed the American people will once again have to come in and bail out the politicians with their tax dollars. The taxpayer really doesn’t have a choice with this Congress; the ones chosen by some divine being - it seems that way because they don’t listen to the people who elected them. But when are we ever going to learn?

I overheard this great conversation at work yesterday. I wasn’t paying much attention so I didn’t hear what report they were talking about but my ears perked up when one of them said, “this time we are going to tell the truth.”

My workspace was moved from a quiet corner surrounded by my work group to a busy hallway in the center of the department, into a different division really, and while I’m no fan of office moves, this being my 6th in 4 years, this might be the most interesting place I’ve been moved to if I get to overhear conversations like that. It does feel a little like punishment for something.

I have this theory that female manages need to move staff around like they do their own furniture at home, it gives them a sense of power. Of course they are just being bullies but I can’t tell them that. I find an office move to be the absolute most unproductive management technique in existence, especially when working groups get mixed. I put it in the same category as gossip.