Yesterday, while perusing the Internet (I was so grateful to have a slow day), I came across these fabulous photos of Barbie and Ken on their wedding day. You can view the full set of photos, which amused the heck out of me, at http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/44362409/ns/today-weddings/displaymode/1247/?beginSlide=1. I liked these so much that I'm going to go look at them again right now--back in a moment.
This week, the coffee maker dominated discussion in my triangle. We started off the week with the traditional Monday Morning Meeting. I was mortified at the Monday Morning Meeting* because there were a few times that I was fighting a losing battle to stay awake and I think people noticed, although no one said anything to me. Honestly, it wasn't me, it was getting adjusted to the drugs again. They make me really sleepy until my body gets used to them. As the meeting was wrapping up, K brought up an important topic--unwashed coffee cups in the sink of the kitchenette. At this point Will spoke up and said that everyone needed to listen to this (so I tried really hard to not fall asleep). Our office has two kitchenette/bathroom areas. One that is in the front office where visitors enter and one that is back by my triangle. It took my a while to figure this out, but everyone is supposed to use my bathroom, to keep the front bathroom looking nice for clients when they come in. Unfortunately, there have been issues lately with dirty coffee cups. People have been leaving their dirty cups in the sink and on the counter and we just can't have clients seeing that. Here's where things at BCFG are kind of a parallel universe for me. In a world that makes sense to me, someone would have said "stop leaving your dirty cups out--wash them and put them away." In BCFG world, the solution was to move the coffee pot to my kitchenette so people could continue to leave their dirty cups out, but that no clients would see them. This is what happens when you work with all men--no one is capable of washing their own cups. If you are wondering, office cup washing is done by K on Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays and by Mama X on Tuesdays and Fridays.
The move of the coffee machine prompted other changes to the office kitchenette. My kitchenette housed the office microwave, toaster and blender**. Once the coffee pot was installed in its new location, K decided that things were too crowded and that we needed a new (and smaller) microwave, as well as a little shelf/cart thing for the toaster and blender. Mama X and R are really opposed to spending money, especially on stupid things that aren't needed***, so throughout the week there was lots of conflict over the new appliances. This all felt very foreign--you forget about all this office pettiness after working from home for almost five years.
And that's the news from my triangle. (Imagine that said in a Garrison Keillor "A Prairie Home Companion" kind of voice.)
*Do you like my alliteration?
**I'm not sure why we have a blender. In my 5 months, I've never seen anyone use it. There's a bunch of protein powder in the cabinet, so I'm guessing that someone used to make protein shakes. I do occasionally make toast, as Mama X always supplies us with bread and toast fixins
***Can you tell which side I came down on?
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