Once I discovered the glory of ordering whatever I wanted from the Office Max catalog and it magically appearing in my office the very next day, I ordered myself an over-the-door coat hook so I could stop using my windowsill as a place to hang err throw my coat. It was not until I actually received and tried to install the hanger above my door did I realize that our doors in this office are about nine times larger and taller than most regular doors. I had to get a chair to reach the top of the door and shortly thereafter realized that if I needed a chair just to hang the damn hook, that I was going to need some sort of ladder to hang up my coat everyday, and although they sell them in the catalog, I don't think admin would approve such a purchase.
The other day I was in my boss's office and I noticed he had a hook on the back of his door, one that blended in with the door and was of a normal human height, not the height of the giants who apparently built this office monstrosity. I asked him in complete disgust why he had a hook and I didn't and he said that I should have one too; had I looked? Then! Then I discovered that I had a hole for such a device, but no device in which to use. So I got my coworkers involved in operation help me find the "hook"...which was then [sort of] appropriately dubbed, [She] needs a shaft. She has a hole but no shaft! Later in the day someone found a hook in storage for the back of my door, and instead of handing it to me threw it at me from across the hallway and it rolled under the couch. After a few minutes of crawling around on the cold tile floor, they all came in to watch as I screwed the tiny piece of plastic into the back of my door. They giggled like teenage boys and make jokes about my new shaft and my hole, which then turned into jokes about other people needing to find a shaft, which quickly became jokes about...being gay. Yep, just another day in corporate America!
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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