THE DAILY DIVERSION

Today I'm going to discuss something that has become more than a bit trite with me. WORK.

Actually, it's not work that actually bothers me. It's all of the things associated with being in an office trying to work that makes me truly dislike it.

I think I'll start with fellow employees. I won't say co-workers, because I actually like all of mine. We have a good group of people that respect each other and don't mind being together, whether in the office or not. I'm talking about other people that work for the bank, in the same vicinity as myself.

I know I've complained incessantly about the pile of shit that sits next to me. Anyone who regularly reads this blog is probably tired of hearing about him. Well, imagine actually having to be next to him and having to deal with it in a professional manner?

Here is the most recent turn of events. He's having some remodeling done on his house. I know this because everyone on the floor knows this. This means he has to take personal calls on his cell phone in order to make sure things are progressing. Well, unlike most people who respect their fellow employees and either turn off their cell phones or put them on vibrate, he keeps his ringer on, full blast. It wouldn't be too bad, if he didn't have the gayest, stupidest ring tone ever. Hell, splurge (meaning spend 99 cents) and get an actual piano concerto on there!

It's not uncommon for his cell phone to ring 10 to 15 times a day. It's also not uncommon for him to actually tell a business associate, with whom he's having a work related (meaning he's actually doing his job) conversation, that he's got to hang up on them, because he has another call.

Hmm... I always thought that when you were at work you were supposed to put your job in front of personal business. I must be wrong? I'll be sure not to test it with my boss though, because I enjoy being gainfully employed!

Okay, I'm done talking about Douche Bagarino. So, onto another topic...

Heating and cooling. For some strange reason the company I work for thinks it is a cost-saving and intelligent thing to do to shut down the A/C and/or Heat over the weekend. The shutdown starts early Friday afternoon. So, what happens, is when the employees show up Monday morning, it is either boiling hot or freezing cold. It usually takes until late Monday afternoon just to get the temperature back to a moderate level.

The company also has some silly way of splitting the heating and cooling into two parts on each floor. In the morning, the east side of the floor gets the heat while the west side receives cooling. It swaps right around 11 am.

It just so happens that I sit right near the equator. I can take 10 steps out of my cube and encounter nearly 20 degrees difference.

Last thing...

I hate revolving doors. I do. I refuse to use them. I think I'd rather jump out of a window from 5 floors up than try to pass through a revolving door. Is there a technical name for that? If not, I think I'll call it "Roundaboutaphobia".