My office recently moved to south Chicago. We moved into an old fraternity house (fun!) (sort of!)and sit up on the third floor. My favorite part of the office is a winding staircase that I only recently found out about. It reminds me of a church. I feel like I'm going to meet the rest of my choir friends at the top, and have a pot luck dinner waiting for me at the bottom. It curls down to the 2nd floor, 1st floor, and then to the basement. What's in the basement?
The workplace kitchenette, of course! There are giant refrigerators, a microwave and toaster oven, bathrooms, pop and candy machines, and a few tables to spread out and eat. Sometimes I bring Bananagrams and we play it over lunch. Those are good days. Today I ate my lunch at my desk so I could stare at the Internet some more. Cause I don't do that enough while I work.
I finished my lunch and took my dirty paper plate back down to the kitchen. Otherwise, you get that food smell in your two-person office, and I just don't want to start that trend. I also wanted some refined sugar to top my meal off. So off I head towards the winding staircase.
Hello, candy machine! I said. Oh...oh no! Something has happened to you, but I can't quite figure out what! Let me set the scene for you:
1. Several lines of candy in the machine where missing product from their first 1-2 coils. Snickers, Nutri Grain bars, and other compact, heavy things from the middle rolls were no where to be seen!
2. Upon further inspection (after I purchased my Twizzlers), the bottom of the candy machine was littered with stray Cheetos.
3. There was a yard stick leaning up against the candy machine.
Hmmm. New office, WTF? Where's The Fun?
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Your office-mates are dirty thieves!
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