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From the Desk of the Office Bitch
17 years ago
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Hello to all you who read this. As I write this message from my office desk during a short lapse between posting old checks and answering phones for customers who don’t know what they want, I find my self pondering when the last time I heard a good “office” song. To be sure, the first piece that comes to mind is “Take This Job And Shove It.” And while this musical fave of mine describes the epitome of life as an office bitch, its merely one track amidst the world’s massive playlists floating around the music world.
I am in the mood to hear a song about pissing in my boss’s cup of coffee, driving down to my clients’ workplaces and smashing in their skulls with the leaking printer cartridge that keeps smudging every document I print, setting our marketing supervisor’s hair on fire with her cigarettes while she smokes in the bathroom, then detonating the building’s seemingly volatile copy/fax machine while singing “The Roof Is On Fire.” Anyone else ever have a day like that?
Anyways, I want to hear your fondest/direst memories of work, if you have any. Mine would have to be the time I unintentionally hit one of my less-than-pleasant coworkers with my car and he was forced to take a week off for the injury. Its his own fault for not moving out of the way of a slow moving vehicle… :) Man, I wish I had music for that. xD
So anyways, until next I scribe-- Ciao!
I am in the mood to hear a song about pissing in my boss’s cup of coffee, driving down to my clients’ workplaces and smashing in their skulls with the leaking printer cartridge that keeps smudging every document I print, setting our marketing supervisor’s hair on fire with her cigarettes while she smokes in the bathroom, then detonating the building’s seemingly volatile copy/fax machine while singing “The Roof Is On Fire.” Anyone else ever have a day like that?
Anyways, I want to hear your fondest/direst memories of work, if you have any. Mine would have to be the time I unintentionally hit one of my less-than-pleasant coworkers with my car and he was forced to take a week off for the injury. Its his own fault for not moving out of the way of a slow moving vehicle… :) Man, I wish I had music for that. xD
So anyways, until next I scribe-- Ciao!
altho...I was the supervisor of a night shift medical supply shipping crew before I moved back home and got into college again. my department was nicknamed 'the tattoo crew' because half the shipping guys were punks. A skatepunk from NYC, a surf punk from Cali, A goth punk from detroit and me...a glam/alterna punk from the michigan scene. me leadership led to some interesting moments...like the day the general manager actually met me after my promotion and said "They promoted him?!"
Needless to say...not a lot of corporate meetings include a guy who walks to the meeting belting out Sex Pistols 'Anarchy In The UK'...so loud that they can hear me before I get there. Throw in spiky bleach blond hair, earrings, and a tat visible thru a wifebeater...and I added a lot of color to the proceedings.
I also once told an irate, lazy and deliberately insubordinate staff member that..."I'll make you WISH it was just your wife that kicked your ass!" I didn't have a lot of trouble with discipline after a few moments like that ...but I did have to take an anger management course after putting a guy in a armlock after he swung on me...then pushing his face into a rolling track and shouting "ARE YOU BAD NOW, BITCH!?"
lulz...good times
oooo...ooo...I almost forgot the time my exbf scartched up my back during a wild night of drunken lusties...I bled thru the back of a white Tshirt in long red lines where his nails shredded me...and my coworkers all went "Dude...that is so wrong!"...so I pulled up mys shirt to show it all and I replied "HAH! Compared to me...your wives don't even know you're in them!"
I miss nite shift...everyone was as crazy as me, Still...at least I can go out on the weekends now !!
No need to apologize. Ranting is awesome.
but i needs the money.