Work

  • An Electrical Storm Wrapped in a Tornado Concealed in a Tsunami: My First Day Back

    After over a year of working from home, this past Thursday was my first day back in the office. I was excited – a little bit anxious, but overall looking forward to the excuse to escape the house. Sorry house, you’re pretty great. We’re bros and stuff. (Err… I may be too old and the…

  • New Things: The Final Edition

    I have another post in mind, but I find I’m a bit stuck as I churn over the “hows” of what I want to post. I’ve poked it, prodded it, written it a dozen different ways in my head, and now I’m going to let it marinate a bit then maybe have another go at…

  • A Further Commitment

    Since I’m making all sorts of commitments these days, I thought I’d add one more: I will (try to) stop spreading the vicious (albeit entirely true) rumor that one of my co-workers eats gluten-free babies (food allergies, you know – gluten rich babies can wreak havoc on the stomach – can’t be too careful) just…

  • A Writing Commitment

    In sketch class this past Tuesday night we were supposed to present our realistic writing schedule. You’d think budding sketch writers (or their sidekicks – that’s me!) would already have one worked out; you’d be mistaken. When asked, I confidently proclaimed, “I can write from 5:30 to 6:00 every night”. It seemed kind of doable…

  • A Work Theory

    I’m working on a theory.  It’s not a well thought out theory or even a well put together theory, but it’s a theory nonetheless.  My theory is this: If you put more than two people in an office, someone will go nuts.  This is inevitable even if both people started out perfectly sane.  I’m not…

  • Cubicles

    Last week I was fishing around for blog ideas and my cousin suggested something along the lines of people who forget they’re in a cubicle farm and thus end up sharing too much on personal phone calls. I can’t relate. Sure, I work in a sea of cubicles, but everyone goes all secret agent when…

  • That Bloody Duck

    The infamous duck – bane of my existence. Sorry for the quality; I just had my cell phone on me.

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