How is it possible to have 300 emails already?? I logged in from home last night to clear things up just so I wouldn’t have to deal with the avalanche of CYA (Cover Your Ass) emails. Ugh. I hate people. The Survivor tactics of the office jungle are just a series of challenges of fashion disasters – from boring Developer to skanky Associate, project update meeting firing squads – who’s getting blasted this time? and the lunch time balance – I will bring lunch to save money and my waistline, which will start tomorrow…I swear to my scale and bank account. If I see another email that starts with “As requested” or “As per our conversation” I’m going to have to give someone a beat down.
Wait! A couple of purple emails. Thank you Microsoft. I love Outlook’s conditional formatting. I can identify the important ones without having to read through each one of these emails. Hmmm…which one should I read first? Jon or Elivia? Elle did just announce her divorce the other day. Love you babes, but too heavy. Jon Jon, you are winner by default. Click!
Girl! Who are you making googly eyes with? What was he wearing? Did you sneak a pic with your phone? Let’s go shopping at lunch. xoxo – Jon Jon
Oh right! I texted him this morning on the GO Train.
Tell you at lunch. Come pick me up at 1pm. Smooches!
OK Elle, lay it on me. Click!
The divorce is final. Let’s do lunch. My treat! Or should I say HIS treat! LOL
Wow! That was fast. She only told me about the divorce the other day. I am going to miss Xavier. But, once you divorce my friend you divorce me too. Gotta tell The Husband.
That was fast! Come meet me and Jon Jon at my building at 1pm. X can take us all out for lunch! Smooches
Where should we go? Definitely liquid lunch. Better touch up my make up before the meeting. Perception is reality. My polished put together appearance tells these male chauvinist my spiel about the project is polished and put together. Hell, if men are going to judge you anyway might as well use it aginst them.
I’ll pass by Jane’s desk and see what candy treats she has at her desk. Reception is always the hub. You don’t want to piss off your admin staff. Otherwise I won’t get all my personal calls put through, get my expenses done, nor hear all the gossip. Gossip – faster on all updates than any 3 hour meeting. Hee hee. Gotta tell her about Mr. Morning Distraction.
As I approach Jane’s desk I see she’s busy. Why is she giggling? She’s usually so professional around The Suits. Weird. Whatever. I’ll talk to her on my way back. I still got to get my report ready for this morning’s meeting.
The back of that suit looks familiar….
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Suburban Working Wife's Trinity - Husband, Kids, The Commute
General FictionWhat happens when you start to lose yourself to the daily grind of the suburban working wife's trinity of The Husband, The Kids and The Commute? Things have to change otherwise this working yummy mummy is going to be in a lifestyle coma with playdou...
