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September 17th, 2004

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11:25 am - Much as I'd like to pretend it were so, I am not being harassed at work.
Ahoy. As many of you know, Sunday is Talk Like a Pirate Day. What you probably are not aware of, however, is that today is also Make Fun of Colin Day. We had a meeting this morning, which was interrupted by an announcement over the P.A. system:
Announcement: Could someone from the Dispute/Credit department please dial XXXX.

My boss: Whose extension is that?

Somebody: That's the Imaging Desk.

My boss: Oh, fuck.
The Imaging Desk is, of course, the desk where all of our internal documents are scanned into our online documentation imaging system. None of us is terribly fond of that desk or the person who sits there because she's always making demands that we deem ludicrous ("I'm returning this stack to you because the paperclips are too far to the right. Please move them exactly two inches from the left edge of the page and return them to me.").

My boss called the number, and we overheard her conversation:
My boss: Hi. What's up? ...Yeah, Colin's here--

Somebody else: Ooh, I bet this is about staples. You know how she hates staples.

Another somebody else: Yeah, Colin, did you have staples?

Me: Well yeah, but I saw the doctor and got them taken care of.

My boss: ...oh, Colin's not doing that job anymore.
So ultimately the responsibility for whatever happened got passed to somebody else, but my doctor comment -- which got a good reaction -- is going to haunt me for the rest of the day. After the phone call, my boss was talking and mentioned that we haven't done any fun, morale-boosting activities since the manager who used to put them together was dismissed a few months back (which was neither fun nor morale-boosting, incidentally). Her suggestion?
"Well, I've noticed that one of us never wears solid colors. Usually he wears Hawaiian prints or plaid. I think we should have a Dress Like Colin Day, and he should have to wear something flat and solid."
It's too bad I that like my boss, my coworkers and my job, and that I wasn't offended. If these things were not the case, I could so totally kick and scream and blow this entirely out of proportion (moreso than I'm doing right now), and claim that I'm being harassed. I'm not, of course. Not by a long shot. The closest I've been to being harassed recently was by this meme which thinks that my dream date is Bob Saget:

Your Ultimate One Night Stand... by crispnite
LJ Username
Favorite animal
You invite over...
They bring...
You talk about...
You end up...with a hangover the next morning
Quiz created with MemeGen!

Current Mood: indifferentindifferent
Current Music: The Persuasions -- Electric Aunt Jemima

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Date:September 17th, 2004 09:23 pm (UTC)
While I'm amused that my dream date is with John Cusak and I end up, with my pathetic abilities in the field, beating him at chess, I don't think this is a very accurate meme.
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Date:September 17th, 2004 10:42 pm (UTC)
Highly inaccurate, actually. I mean what the fuck... Snoop Dogg? Why the hell would I shoot up with Snoop?
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Date:September 18th, 2004 01:33 am (UTC)
Did I miss something?
Garmonbozia for the soul.

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