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Today's Happy Dance
Potlucks ... don't you love them? People bring food into work, you get to stuff yourself silly ... and if you are anything like I am, you don't even bring a dish. Today was a celebratory potluck for two cubies that are leaving. Yay, wa whoo, Ariba for them! As usual, cards were made for them and passed them around for everyone to put their mark on - except me. Yes, they skipped me. Were they afraid I would actually literally put my mark on it, as in take it into the bathroom and do a happy little tinkle on it? Or smudge it with some fudge? The thought of that alone makes me laugh, but also wrinkle my nose and say "Gross". Should I feel offended, or thankful that I didn't have to think up some witty "Take care, break a leg, good luck!" slogan for the card. I probably would have just scribbled "You lucky dog, how'd you escape this place?" ... If this was my career I'd have to jump in front of a train. 8 comments from 5 users
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posted by
twinkie
on May 24, 2007 at 03:00 PM
I'm going to save this line for the next retirement card I have to sign. "You lucky dog, how'd you escape this place?" ... If this was my career I'd have to jump in front of a train. posted by
mindscapes
on May 24, 2007 at 08:58 PM
A colleague of mine used to call potlucks: "Salmonella Roulette!" posted by
twinkie
on May 24, 2007 at 09:20 PM
George Lopez cracked me up when he said, You white folk get "Salmonella" we Chicanos get the runs. hahahaha
posted by
dragonlady
on May 25, 2007 at 01:50 AM
Your colleagues probably didn't hand it to you since you never bring in any goodies! And when are YOU escaping? posted by
CubicleDweller
on May 25, 2007 at 12:28 PM
Maybe so, but I'm not the only one who didn't bring a dish in! And my excuse is they didn't even tell me about the potluck until the day before, so that evening I had a million things to do and no time to go to the grocery store. :P God I hope to escape soon ... but I think it's going to be at least a couple more years. I need to finish my BA, sell my house, and just up and leave. Right now I'm totally depended on this paycheck and the health benefits. I'm a corporate slave in corporate hell. posted by
CubicleDweller
on May 25, 2007 at 12:29 PM
Salmonella Roulette That's a good one! posted by
Bitchbert
on May 31, 2007 at 08:50 AM
Well it could be worse, you could be responsible to plan every damn thing they have (party, birthday, going away, etc...) Everytime someone farts on this side I get "Nominated" to plan and execute (god I wish) the festivities that ensue. Besides, I've seen some of the stuff people bring... Explains the Stealth Elf. posted by
CubicleDweller
on Jun 5, 2007 at 12:32 PM
You should contact HR and tell them that you are being assigned duties that don't fall under your job description and that you'd like to be paid an additional amount for them. Then we'll see how often they fart!
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