6.26.2009

Professional Grouch

I'm home at noon on a Friday because I have the kind of brain that doesn't filter out background noise. Loud mouths, excessive chatter and 6-year old kids running through the halls asking for candy and screeching over hand-held video games in our office irritates the hell out of me when I'm trying to focus.

So, sure, I should have told my supervisor that having her son hanging out in my office was the reason I was going home. But did I? Nope. Knowing it would be a complete waste of time to stay and pretend work was getting accomplished, I made up an excuse and left. Instead, I'll spend my Sunday afternoon making up the time. I don't bring my cats to the office or show up with a 6-pack of Bud Light. You shouldn't bring your children.

3 comments:

ninetyninewords said...

Word verification, mentalis. I kid you not.

Anyway, where was I? Is crèche a demotion?

ColleenQ said...

Monty: I imagine the only thing worse is if I have to start getting coffee...

junquedujour said...

um, I could be mistaken, but isn't the office where you found a good share of your cats?

of course they were outside -- well there's the answer - bring the tykes to the office dumpster for a day.