My First Blog!

So it's 11:21 AM and as I sit in my cubicle pondering how life has led me here, I figured that starting a blog about the daily ridiculous antics of what I guess is called a job would be something fun to write about. I say fun very loosely, as the events that occur here are not fun at all, but merely so absurd that I find myself laughing at them to keep from crying.

Each day, I take the 6:50 AM bus into the city and walk the 15 blocks from Port Authority to our BRAND NEW BUILDING on 53rd Street. Now let me tell you that when I interviewed here in 2007, I was told the location on 47th Street was merely a "holding place" until our new building was ready. Three years later, we actually moved in. Our building is also the home to Al Roker and the Wendy Williams Show. It's a pleasure to have to weave in and out of lines of decked out girls wearing shirts as dresses at 7:30 in the morning, let me tell ya. But moving right along...

I will literally have something absurd to blog about everyday. There isn't a day during the week that something crazy doesn't happen and leaves my co-workers and I questioning what the heck we did in our past lives to get here today. Since I didn't start this blog early enough to let you in on some of the gems of the past three years, I will give you a brief story that happened a year ago.

We have a rather odd co-worker that keeps to himself for the most part and has worked here for the better part of a century. One day, he was working in white linen pants. WHITE LINEN PANTS. Now for anyone who works here, you know this is a huge no-no. We are business professional all day, everyday. As we all questioned if he thought he was at the beach, an e-mail was passed around that explained the story. As he walked to work that Wednesday morning, he was stricken with a case of explosive diarhhea. Yes folks, I sh*t you not...no pun intended. Unfortunately, he did not make it to work in time and ruined his work pants and he conveniently had this pair of linen pants at his desk.

After the girls and I at lunch pulled ourselves together from hearing this story, we questioned 2 major things.

1. After having ED, our coined term, would anyone else really come to work?
2. Why did he have white linen pants at his desk?

So let this be a lesson to you all. You should all keep a pair of pants at your desk, because as we all know, sh*t happens.

Until tomorrow =)