Thursday, October 29, 2009
RINGTONES!
I work in an office which has an open floor plan. There are no cubicle walls. Before moving to this building we were given new etiquette rules and ways to be quiet and considerate of our coworkers. I can hear every phone call within 5 desks of mine. Many of my coworkers do not leave their cell phones on vibrate or silent. All day long there is a barrage of ringtones going off. I think its time to have a review of open office etiquette.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Damn Good Salesman?
I have to apologize from the beginning of this post. Well I don't have to, but I feel the need to. This isn't my most upbeat or positive posting. My intention is to get off some steam and let go of some thoughts I've been having which may come across as being a little bitter.
In my work I get to meet and deal with a good variety of people. Since late June I've had contact with a supplier, specifically a salesman at the supplier. Over the last several months I've gotten to know this man and I look forward to talking to him. He friended me on Facebook. It was nice to place the attractive face to the personality I'd been enjoying. He even helped move furniture to my house and meeting in person wasn't awkward at all.
Why am I bugged? We have continued to have flirty, extended length conversations pretty much weekly since the furniture moving. We've discussed our siblings, how he adores his niece, religious thoughts, vacations we've enjoyed, even a mutual friend who once babysat him. All signs from conversations lead me to think this guy isn't just another salesman I talk to, but rather - a guy who likes me.
And yet, its been 4 months and there has been no date. No initiation on his part of seeing me outside of work. I don't just open up to anybody, but I have been able to with him. It has been years, 7 or 8, since I have had such an easy, genuine connection with a guy. It would seem I once again have found a good friend. And it pisses me off. When do I get to be the girl who gets the great guy? When do I actually get to have a guy I like actually like me back? When do I just get to be a girl who actually has a date?
One thing seems true in this situation - he has a bright future in sales!
In my work I get to meet and deal with a good variety of people. Since late June I've had contact with a supplier, specifically a salesman at the supplier. Over the last several months I've gotten to know this man and I look forward to talking to him. He friended me on Facebook. It was nice to place the attractive face to the personality I'd been enjoying. He even helped move furniture to my house and meeting in person wasn't awkward at all.
Why am I bugged? We have continued to have flirty, extended length conversations pretty much weekly since the furniture moving. We've discussed our siblings, how he adores his niece, religious thoughts, vacations we've enjoyed, even a mutual friend who once babysat him. All signs from conversations lead me to think this guy isn't just another salesman I talk to, but rather - a guy who likes me.
And yet, its been 4 months and there has been no date. No initiation on his part of seeing me outside of work. I don't just open up to anybody, but I have been able to with him. It has been years, 7 or 8, since I have had such an easy, genuine connection with a guy. It would seem I once again have found a good friend. And it pisses me off. When do I get to be the girl who gets the great guy? When do I actually get to have a guy I like actually like me back? When do I just get to be a girl who actually has a date?
One thing seems true in this situation - he has a bright future in sales!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Death and all his friends
Yesterday at work my coworker, my friend, got a call that her mom died. I've never been present when somebody has received that news. It was a very numbing moment. Death is a very real occurrence, but we don't seem to realize its power until the moment it has influence in our lives.
Her mother's death was not expected. She was going in for a hip replacement surgery and there were complications with her blood pressure. And then she was gone.
The rally of friends in the office immediately at her desk warmed my heart. She was surrounded by us. She was hugged and assured of our love for her. Our friend is usually a little scattered so we are used to asking if she has her phone and her keys. This time, it was a loving inquiry rather than a teasing moment so we could send her home to give the news to her family and make their travel plans.
For the rest of the day I found myself pondering. We all live. We all die. Our births are mostly the same. Our deaths come in many different ways. It seems that those who love us and are left behind are never completely whole.
Her mother's death was not expected. She was going in for a hip replacement surgery and there were complications with her blood pressure. And then she was gone.
The rally of friends in the office immediately at her desk warmed my heart. She was surrounded by us. She was hugged and assured of our love for her. Our friend is usually a little scattered so we are used to asking if she has her phone and her keys. This time, it was a loving inquiry rather than a teasing moment so we could send her home to give the news to her family and make their travel plans.
For the rest of the day I found myself pondering. We all live. We all die. Our births are mostly the same. Our deaths come in many different ways. It seems that those who love us and are left behind are never completely whole.
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