May 5th, 2007
|11:35 pm - "Respect for your elders is a tune we can all dance to."|
More astutely obsessive readers of my livejournal will have noticed that this post recently became Friends Only for a few days. Well, I don't think that's necessary anymore, but for awhile there, the prospect of leaving it where everyone could see it was pretty scary.
Last Friday afternoon I was in the process of moving the stack of plates when it occurred to me that I wasn't ever going to transcribe them, so I grabbed the entire pile and put it onto the desk of a coworker who happened to have left early. This particular coworker is pretty cool. I figured she'd find it funny and be amused, and she'd probably call me on it, but it would be no big deal. We'd have a good laugh about it and then we'd throw them away. Yeah, right.
Later in the afternoon, somebody was walking around and noticed the stack of plates which hadn't been there before. Apparently she was feeling nosy, and the magnetism of the foot-high stack of paper plates was too much for her, so she took a look. A few minutes and a couple of "what the hell?"s later, she called some other people to have a look. At first I got accused of having done it, but before I could say anything it was pointed out that almost all of the plates exhibited different handwriting. That was really perplexing.
The plates were a curiosity for the rest of the afternoon, and they drew an audience from all over the building. Every time someone walked into our department, my coworkers had to show it to them.
A few of the plates got branded "offensive," and it was decided that the woman on whose desk they were found would not appreciate them. They got thrown away prematurely, and The Mystery of the Cryptic Plates was on everyone's minds for a few days. It wasn't good. The woman came in on Monday, read through the plates, and surprised everybody by not being offended at all, but that doesn't make it any less scandalous.
Anyway, I'm pretty sure it's blown over now. I'm hoping. If I get fired on Monday over the plates, you guys'll know.
Current Mood: annoyed
Current Music: They Might Be Giants -- The Mesopotamians
Yeah. WPS has a policy that I should have told you about...
We're not allowed to leave notes on our desk for the night crew. It's actual policy. When I was hired, they told us this because it all came from some lady leaving fortune cookies at her desk for the night lady to read. She took this as a threat.
Oh boy indeed.
Re: Yeah. WPS has a policy that I should have told you about...
"If you cannot get results going up and down, try going side to side." Yeah, that's a threat, all right.
What the hell is wrong with people?
|Date:||May 6th, 2007 04:44 pm (UTC)|| |
You're a very mature person to be able to put up with people who encourage nosiness in other people's business.
Seriously. I thought I'd be done putting up with this stuff when I graduated high school.
Threat of possibly being fired aside that strikes me as wonderfully funny.
I would have had a hard time keeping my jaw off the floor. I mean they're just paper plates. *I'm assuming of course they're from B-Fest or something*
Yeah, they're B-Fest plates. I can see why some of them would have been offensive because a few of them had a little profanity, but if the woman whose desk I'd set them on had seen them first, she would have found them funny and surreal, not rude.
Especially the one that said "I stab dolphins."