Brian Fantana
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FFS! If I were in an office of a dozen people, I'd do it. But there are only FOUR of us. Crisp woman, her mate the chubby noise-machine, me and my boss.
Its not going to take much to NARROW it down!
Place a note with it written in the style of the chubby noise machine either playing it off as a joke or as a snidey remark (this one will provide maximum fun) and then fervently deny it was you if questions get put your way. If you're lucky, you'll drive a wedge between them that will grow into some serious discord, ensuring a much happier (for you) office.
Alternatively, post it to the office addressed to her and sign it off with some random initials. She'll be so baffled by figuring it out who it is that you'll be in the clear.
Failing both of these, implement the Honeybadger protocol.
Place a note with it written in the style of the chubby noise machine either playing it off as a joke or as a snidey remark (this one will provide maximum fun) and then fervently deny it was you if questions get put your way. If you're lucky, you'll drive a wedge between them that will grow into some serious discord, ensuring a much happier (for you) office.
Alternatively, post it to the office addressed to her and sign it off with some random initials. She'll be so baffled by figuring it out who it is that you'll be in the clear.
Failing both of these, implement the Honeybadger protocol.
It also has a 100% success rate thus far.Option two is GENIUS.
Honestly (and probably worryingly), this sort of stuff occurs way too easily to me, I suspect it's got something to do with a natural inclination for good natured mischief combined with several years working with some delightful office companions.I like the amount of thought which has gone into this. I was going to suggest you just make it blatantly obvious it was you and see what her reaction is.
It also has a 100% success rate thus far.
Honestly (and probably worryingly), this sort of stuff occurs way too easily to me, I suspect it's got something to do with a natural inclination for good natured mischief combined with several years working with some delightful office companions.
My coping mechanism has always been pretty much the same; a focussed campaign of causing many small and untraceable annoyances to occur to the offending party;
'Your keyboard keys have switched round? Oh no, how did that happen?'
'No, I've never seen all the wheels on a chair get stuck facing the same way either, baffling!'
'What do you mean your drawer is stuck shut? Your luck is terrible at the minute!'
'The wire on your mouse is frayed and only works if you use it at a weird angle? Terrible!'
'A Honeybadger was left in your car and savaged you on the way home? Awful!'
etc.
Holy F******* CHRIST, the dogs in my office just want completely MENTAL, it was a full on fight between two of them. I think I may have grounds to complain and get them banned...
Holy F******* CHRIST, the dogs in my office just want completely MENTAL, it was a full on fight between two of them. I think I may have grounds to complain and get them banned...
Has also happened here, however, I sadly can't take credit for it.How did your stapler get in that jelly?
FFS! If I were in an office of a dozen people, I'd do it. But there are only FOUR of us. Crisp woman, her mate the chubby noise-machine, me and my boss.
Its not going to take much to NARROW it down!
Holy F******* CHRIST, the dogs in my office just want completely MENTAL, it was a full on fight between two of them. I think I may have grounds to complain and get them banned...
Sounds like a reasonable step to take, as long as you can handle the quiet resentment of the dog people.
Headphones well deployed today.
The tubby noise-machine has now caught the cold that the constant eater has been trying to spread around the office for the past week, so I now have them SNIFFING in stereo.
Whilst I share your 'why the actual **** is a DOG allowed to be in my office' issues, it is fair to say that 'our' dog is far less annoying than the women.
My UNCONFINED joy at the previous lady leaving has been slightly tempered. Due to one of our other offices being refurbished at the moment, a group of PAs have moved into the free bank of desks on our floor. I've got a feeling that we're not going to get along. Today's highlights have included:
- A loud and whining argument about why it would be terrible idea if Suzy's fiance was to go on 'Don't Tell The Bride'.
- An incredibly dull and long drawn out debate on the greatest 'Don't Tell The Bridge' episodes ever.
- A very loud phone call made to a hospital, to book an appointment for an aged relative, including hugely unecessary hints as to the ailments involved.
- A brains trust discussion on Ched Evans and why he should basically not be allowed outside on his own ever again.
*sigh*
I may have to leave.