Annoyingly Polite

There is this guy at work, if I had to guess his age, I would give him the benefit of the doubt and say that he's around 60.  But I would honestly be surprised if he was any younger than 70.  Anyway, when I first started working here, approximately 5.5 years ago, I thought he was the nicest old man in the world.  He ALWAYS spoke to everyone, by name.  If you slowed down, he would talk to you, try to learn something about you.  Me, being the young naive sweet thing I was (bwwaahhhhaahhhahhahhahha), I would talk to him from time to time.  Well, one day, he asked me if I wanted to have dinner with him.  EVERYBODY HOLD UP: this man is older than my mother (maybe), but as old as my mother.  He's pasty.  And he thinks I want to have dinner with him.  See what I get for being nice?  So now, when I see, I pick up my pace.  Yet, every single time I walk by him, he says, 'Hello Danielle', to which I say hello back, never breaking stride.  Then, he must squeeze in, 'Have a great day'.  Now, typing it out, it doesn't seem that bad, but by the time he even begins to say 'Have', I'm almost out of site.  Just the other day, I saw him as I was going in the restroom, we had our typical exchange.  I saw him as I was leaving the restroom, and he had to say hello again???!???!?!?!  Excuse me sir, I just saw you, not even a minute ago, you don't have to keep speaking to me.  Act like you don't see me, especially if your back is to me as I'm walking by you.  It's ok to not speak to someones back.  In fact, if I'm not looking in your direction, don't feel obligated to speak to me.  Aghh, at first I thought he was just a nice polite old man.  Now, I go out of my way to avoid talking to him...

When I Grow Up...

Some people know what they want to be when they grow up at an early age. Me, I had no clue. And honestly, I still don't know. I was interested in math and science, and so the normal response to that is engineering. Well, now that I'm in the field. I don't think it's really what I want to do with my life. I mean, I'm not the type of person that is ok sitting behind a desk all day, not really having to interact with people and writing software. I feel like there is so much more that I should be doing. More of helping people. I don't know. There should be some time in between high school and college where you actually participate in different activities that people in different fields do on the job daily. If I had done that, I certainly don't think that I would have gone to school for Computer Science. What's a girl to do? At 26, I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.

It's Friday...

And I am ready to leave work, Friday's are always like that. I don't have any great plans, but the thought of being able to sleep in, and not having to be here for eight hours excites me. Now, in college, I never thought it would be like this, but here I am, three years later, living for the weekend.

Slap, Slap, Slap, Right Across Your Melon

So, I went recruiting a couple of weeks ago for work, and it was just me and this other chic that went to my school. Apparently she knew about the trip long before I did. So she made arrangements to get rent a car and what not. So I'm thinking that she's gone recruiting before, I find out on the way there that she hasn't. So skip ahead, I received an email today, from the HR lady that handles recruiting, she's based in New York, I see in the email, that the chic told her that I had the resumes that we collected. Now, the lady asked for the resumes on October 16th, she never even checked the boxes that she has, she just told her that I have them. So I look through the box that I have, again, then I go and look in my car to make sure they aren't in there. No resumes. I knew I didn't have them, because before we left, I packed up EVERYTHING. So I go to her desk today, and I'm like did you look through the boxes that you have, because I don't have the resumes. She's like, I found them, they were in the bottom of the box. I wanted to say, you didn't think you should look for them before you went ahead and told HR that I had them? But I didn't, I just kept it moving. So, about 30 minutes later, I get an email from this chic asking me to mail this table skirt to HR in New York. The lady asked her to mail the skirt out, on October 16th. And, I guess I didn't respond quick enough, because she comes calling me right after lunch asking me if I got the email. Now, in the time that it took her to call and email me, she could have went down to the mail room, mailed the skirt, and went right back to what she was doing. Her excuse, oh, I'm so swamped, I just haven't had time. You aren't any busier than anyone else, good try though. You are lazy, and you don't know how to multi-task. I mean seriously, I took the bag to the mailroom, gave the lady the address, and my name, and was back at my desk in 5 minutes. I just want to slap this chic, for real.

WTF.....

I got a cube mate a couple of weeks ago, and since then, she has been being (spoon-fed) trained by some other lady. The are both really nice, but I have to listen to my headphones louder than is comfortable at work, just to tune them out. And I am normally pretty good at tuning people out. They just don't have any sense of common courtesy. Do they seriously think that I can focus on top of them talking in voices as if they were out to dinner or something. I just can't believe how foolish people can be.