Today was my last day in the office. I didn't realize it at the time, but it turns out that I don't have anything else to do, so I'm not going in on Friday.
I thought they were having a going-away party for me today, which I was not looking forward to, as I didn't particularly want to make a big deal of my leaving, especially since I'll still be working in the building this summer. When I checked my email again today, I realized that the party was actually scheduled for tomorrow, when I have class and when I pointed this out, they decided to give me my parting gift today.
This involved the entire office staff (or the people that were there this afternoon, anyway) standing around my desk and staring at me. In silence. We briefly discussed my summer plans, but the whole exchange lasted less than 3 minutes in uncomfortable silence.
I'm curious to see how the party would have turned out.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Inside the cube
Once again, I have found myself spending my time inside a cube, though unlike my summer internship, there were no rules about personal items inside it. This did not, however, make the office any friendlier, which I think is due to the fact that I worked in a research office, where people don't exactly practice their social skills.
They read. A lot. Often with the doors closed. Occasionally, some of them meditate, but I only know that's happening because I hear a gong going off. A GONG. I couldn't make this up if I tried. The most social interaction that occurs during the week is the staff meeting.
I have found that when I return from my people-deprived cubicle in the evening, I spend it talking because I am so starved for human interaction. Or, I spend the better part of the day talking to myself and draining the batteries on my iPod. When the batteries die, it's time to go home.
They read. A lot. Often with the doors closed. Occasionally, some of them meditate, but I only know that's happening because I hear a gong going off. A GONG. I couldn't make this up if I tried. The most social interaction that occurs during the week is the staff meeting.
I have found that when I return from my people-deprived cubicle in the evening, I spend it talking because I am so starved for human interaction. Or, I spend the better part of the day talking to myself and draining the batteries on my iPod. When the batteries die, it's time to go home.
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
I apologize for not updating as often I as I should.
When I get home, I find myself watching my new favorite show (The Real Housewives of NY) or until recently reading Twilight (I swore I wasn't going to jump on the bandwagon, but I did).
But now, the internship is over, I am finished with Twilight and I have lots to catch my loyal readers (all 5 of you) up on.
When I get home, I find myself watching my new favorite show (The Real Housewives of NY) or until recently reading Twilight (I swore I wasn't going to jump on the bandwagon, but I did).
But now, the internship is over, I am finished with Twilight and I have lots to catch my loyal readers (all 5 of you) up on.
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