Six More Weeks of Stupid

Overheard at work:

Member 1: So we’re getting an early spring?
Member 2: The groundhog saw his shadow. It’s still gonna be winter.
Member 1: No, it’s gonna be spring. He’s wrong 80% of the time anyway.

One of my co-workers nearly butted me out of the way this morning while I was in line at the Food Court; it seemed that she was trying to buy a bottle of water from one of our machines and it didn’t want to take her dollar. However, the Food Court cash register can’t be opened unless management is there, so she had to settle for a free water cup and lid. I had just purchased breakfast, so I headed to an empty table and say down. From fifteen feet away, I could see the problem clearly.

The machine was out of order. It wasn’t functional. It was very obviously nonfunctional. I could see this quite well. As to how my co-worker didn’t while she was standing in front of it, I have no idea.

According to Wiesia, some of my other co-workers have A Problem With Me. She didn’t say why. So I’ve been trying to be extra careful and not upset anyone. You know, so that they won’t think badly of me.

This might be one of the other co-workers who has A Problem With Me. Think about that for a moment.

Yeah, suddenly I give no shits what others think of me. I probably never should have.

I spent most of the day away from the breakroom; it never ceases to amaze me how quickly I can slip back into those old survival techniques. I learned them at Wal-Mart and they never really left me. It’s a bit like sliding into an old skin, familiar yet resigned. I know what I’m doing; I’ve done it so many times before. Stay out of the breakroom, don’t talk to anyone, be friendly but distant, keep your head down, if at all possible. It’s second nature to me. I hate it, but I’m good at it.

As I said yesterday, this is why I don’t open up to people. I just end up paying for it.

I put in for Opening Day for the Brewers–April 2nd–and the Timber Rattlers–April 7th–today. I can hardly wait for either one. The thought of them will keep me going.

Having a three day weekend also helps. I’ll be off Sunday through Tuesday. No work for a while. I definitely can’t complain about that.

All I have to do now is make it through today. Just one small hurdle and I can be done for a while.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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1 Response to Six More Weeks of Stupid

  1. Device Dude says:

    Your resiliency makes you stronger than you realize, Silverwynde. 🙂


    Liked by 1 person

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