This is one of those work stories that I would normally call me sister with in the middle of the workday to ask her if I am in bizarro world again. But since her clan is down in Orlando visiting Mickey Mouse...who we kidding, she's going to see Princesses. If Mickey or Eeyore happen to walk by that's a bonus but all my niece really wants to see are Princesses. So Marsy's loss is your gain and I really need to get this out of my head or it may bounce around in there all weekend like a pinball machine. And since I recently told new people about my blog other people besides my sister may actually read this. Feel free to comment. Really! I am a big ol' comment whore and as you see have so very few....sniff, sniff.
Since we are all having performance evaluations the talk of jobs and satisfaction is all floating around my department. So I'm talking with Coworker T and the conversation includes this...
Coworker T: I love my job. Do you?
Me: I like it but I don't love it. (Sidenote: to say I like it is being very generous but I digress...) What is it exactly that you love about it?
T: I like doing the mailroom and helping on the phones.
Me: But you work in accounts payable, you do the mail room for like a half hour a day and you fill in on the phones may once a month at most?
T: Well, I like when I can do nothing.
That pretty much sums it up. She should be quoted on one of those motivational posters with a sunrise. Just so wrong.
Can't wait until my evaluation on Monday when I most likely will get in trouble again for doing my work too fast and looking for more things to do.