Thursday, January 23, 2014

I'm a scary person.

Do you have a reputation at work?? For what?

I've been at my job for a little over a year now. During that time I've been working hard to carefully craft my reputation both as a professional and a person. I feel like I've been pretty successful-- I am definitely the go-to girl for grammar quandaries, proofreading, and copy-editing. You cannot possibly understand how happy this makes me. I have secondary reputations for being efficient and getting things done quickly. And some other stuff that's really work-specific and not very interesting to anyone who doesn't work here. 

It seems, however, that I've developed an (or possibly more, but this one got pointed out yesterday) unintentional reputation. And this one...well, I'm probably not going to be putting it on my resume. Please observe... 


You should probably know that Ike & Jane is a local bakery that has amaaaazing cupcakes and doughnuts. So the presence of two boxes of their goodies in the breakroom is no small thing. Diana is, however, conscious of my rekindled desire to stay away from the ever-present breakroom temptations...hence her observation that she wasn't sure if sharing this information with me was actually a good thing.


Definitely foe. Is she trying to sabotage me or something??!

 Ohhhhhh. The crux of the issue. 

You see, my office is downstairs-- a staircase and a hike away from everyone else's offices (and the breakroom). Now, I find plenty of reasons to go upstairs and socialize and scavenge for breakroom goodies during the day...but I'm not right there in the thick of the action like everyone else is. On many occasions I will go upstairs to discover that I've all but missed out on an impromptu coffee break, an office-wide discussion on important pop culture happenings, or a particularly decadent treat that got dropped off. Since I'm downstairs, I'm out of the loop unless I either a) happen to wander up and notice, or b) someone remembers to call/email and tell me.

Apparently I've pitched a few fits over missing out on things before...so now, I tend to get multiple notifications anytime there's anything fun and/or tasty upstairs. Moral of this story? Being the squeaky wheel works.

But in the meantime, you have a reputation of being a pouty baby who pitches a fit if she doesn't get invited to the cool party (or food) upstairs. So that's not that cool, I guess.


 I mean...I certainly like to think that I'm scary. I will wield your fear of me as a powerful weapon!! Mwah ha ha!!


Oh.

Or not.

So in conclusion, my coworkers fear my sadness that ensues from missing out on food and fellowship in the breakroom. It's not as good as fearing my volatile and explosive anger (hahahahaahahahaha) but I guess it's a start.

And for the record, I did not go upstairs to be tempted by the cupcakes. This definitely isn't the norm for me (my hips can affirm that truth), but I'll take a self-control win whenever I can get one-- and yesterday, I got one! Yay for me.

18 comments:

  1. Yay for you! I would totally have run upstairs for some Ike & Jane! That's not self control, it's martyrdom! I bet your hips love you though!

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    1. However can we point out how a few up and downs on the stairs are TOTES worth Ike & Jane doughnuts?! Especially sprinkles!!!

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    2. Whoa. Or cupcakes. Whole nother level

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  2. reading this just makes me want cupcake.

    We frequently email each other when tasty treats are dropped off to the faculty room... that is what friends are for.

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  3. Ha...you scared me with that blog title. There are many adjectives to describe you, such as sweet, funny, fashionable, but scary never crossed my mind.

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  4. I'm totally impressed - I would have gone up...

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  5. This is hilarious!!! I just had the same type thing happen at my work over the football squares. The guy who does it totally forgot about me last year and he got my wrath...not really but ya know. Well he didn't forget me this year!!

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  6. Super impressed with your self control! Says the girl that just a few days ago ate HALF A PINT of Ben and Jerry's ice cream AFTER LUNCH. I'm not sure the calories burned by feeding another human being can even justify this indulgence. :)

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  7. Why are you downstairs? Are you all alone down there?!

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  8. I find it sad that you're downstairs by yourself. My classroom is on the somewhat unfun side of the hall and I have been secretly plotting as to how I could convince someone they needed to switch me with the first grade teacher next to all the fun.

    I've also been told I'm scary, way more often than could make it a mistake. I just have no time for people who aren't awesome. And apparently I make that known without even realizing. Oops.

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  9. Ummm, I would be legit angry if someone didn't tell me that delicious goodies were in the work room.

    That ain't cool.

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  10. I relate to this! I HATE being left out of things. Do you have an iPhone? You know the creepy, stalker "Find My Friends" app? I use that to see who is hanging out without me (usually Eric's sisters) then text them saying stalker-ish stuff like, "Heyyyy guysss whatcha doin? Why didn't you call me?" I hate myself for doing it, but I can't stop. I DO NOT want to feel left out.

    At my last job I was the sarcastic, overwhelmed and anxious girl who was full of snarky comments and unsolicited grammar corrections, despite my goal of being "cheerful, and friendly." I tried to reinvent myself at this new job but alas, it would seem my reputation remains. Oh well.

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  11. This was hilarious!! I would be highly upset if i was left out of impromptu coffee breaks & sweet treat drop offs!!!! ;)

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  12. We have 3 different lunch times at my school. All last year I had 3rd lunch (and the beginning of this year too.) When ever there was treats, the good ones were gone by the time I rolled in there. I hated it. One of the secretaries would sometimes save me something if she knew I would like it. (or I would complain that I didn't get any of the homemade ceviche or tamales)

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  13. One of my co-workers called me at 7:45 am the other day to give me a heads up that there were bakery cupcakes in the kitchen, and I am not ashamed to admit that I quickly went to snag one… and ate half of it by 8 am.

    Props to you for having actual self-control!

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  14. I have a grammar question that has been bugging me and I am hoping you can provide some guidance since your reputation has you as the “go-to gal”. What is the correct way to phrase this sentence. “You will be meeting with the supervisor and I.” or “You will be meeting with the supervisor and myself.” Help me solve this riddle!

    Also, can't believe you passed on the cupcakes!

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    1. Woo!! A grammar question!! And one that I frequently struggle with and mess up myself! Ha. I did some quick research to make sure I'm not leading you astray here, though. So hopefully I have this straight...

      The correct sentence would actually be "You will be meeting with the supervisor and me." A quick way to check if you're saying it correctly is to remove the other person/entity and see if it sounds right-- you wouldn't say "You will be meeting with I" or "You will be meeting with myself." (Although the reflexive pronoun 'myself' is a little tricky...I found this article to be very helpful explaining how to properly use it: http://www.quickanddirtytips.com/education/grammar/how-to-use-myself-and-other-reflexive-pronouns )

      In general, you can only use "____ and I" if it's the SUBJECT of the sentence. You use "___ and me" if it's the predicate, which is how it is in your example sentence.

      I hope that helps! If any other grammar enthusiasts happen upon this and want to expand on it and/or disagree with my answer...feel free to join in the discussion!! :)

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  15. I love when I am working and get the reputation as the proofreader and copy-editor. If only I could get a job where that is all I did...

    Also, anytime Dave misses out on free snacks at work that is all I hear about for the next week!

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