Yes. I've been long acquainted with the feeling of disgust every time I'm reminded you exist.
3 people have told me I need to decorate my new desk. I'm perfectly content leaving all my crap in a box until I actually need something out of it.
Also, is there a polite way to tell people to STFU?
Do you have a door to your office, that is usually the most polite way. Or put ear buds in, even if you don't have music on you can pretend you do and ignore the people around you.
If someone told me to decorate my desk i would tell them worry about their own shit and get fucked.
Once I decide to quit working part time at the city offices I am going to go around and take photos of the office decorating that goes on here. Some of these people have been in these cubicles going on 20 years. They have turned their cubicles into second homes. There is so much shit on the walls and desk that they don't have room for actual work. It drives me absolutely crazy. I hate having clutter on my desk, I don't want my work to feel like home, then I won't ever want to leave.
It's a cubicle, so it's just a bunch of grey walls. And yes Drew, I would love to tell them to fuck off, but alas, I actually like most of the people I work with. They are just trying to be friendly and welcome me to the neighborhood, but they are exactly what Audra described; made these their 2nd homes.
The cubicles in this area are twice the size of my old one and people have fans, mini-fridges, snacks everywhere and so much junk on their desk that I just want to jump on someone's desk and do the worm on it so that it makes everything fly all over the place.
I used to have several Coachella flyers and some band postcards/posters decorating my cubie, but I've moved twice in the last 6 months and will likely be moving in another couple of months, so don't want to get too settled in. I have a ton of empty drawers too as I rarely keep hardcopy documentation.
I have two desks and not one picture on any of them. Maybe if I ever hold a job for more than a year I might decide to throw a picture on the wall. The most I usually do is have my background on my computer screen be a photo. I haven't even done that yet though.
I put pictures of my cat up on the wall at work and now theres a whole wall of peoples pets. apparently one of my cashiers has a pet ostrich or someone is fucking with me.
Just helped a lady catch a seagull in our parking lot so she could take it to the "seagull hospital".
there's a seagull hospital?
There's a few Cat & Bird hospitals/clinics in SB. I used to bike by the Mission/DeLaVina one all the time when I lived over there.
oh shit that's right. I just assume everyone that shops here is crazy. like the lady with the squirrel.
My "office" is covered with my crap. It's like an extension of my dorm room. When I have to clean that place out, it's gonna take an army.
you have a dorm room?
Reason I hate working for the city #367:
The manager I work with refuses any attempt I make at being efficient. One of my duties is to go through old file folders and swap out handwritten post it tabs that say what each document is with typed ones. I thought it would be really cool if the manager who is preparing the new documents would have some pre-printed tabs to put on the documents. That way in 3 years they won't have to hire another temp to go through these fucking files... No, that is far too efficient. She really likes her handwriting and would rather continue handwriting the tabs so I can just go through and swap them out later. With 300 tabs per file I bet my way could have saved the city a few bucks.
They are. They pretty much just count down the days until they can retire with a pension, while paying temps to do all the shit they don't want to do. I am going through 3 year old files to get them ready for an audit and they still don't even know what all they want in the files.