One of the supervisors moved to a new desk late last year. It occurred to someone today that her team members should be moved near her new desk, the better for her to [del]keep an eye on them[/del] assist them in their daily tasks. So I have several new people sitting around me.
The good news: the cutest boy at work now sits directly in front of me.
The bad news: the woman now sitting to my left smells of pee. And I mean strongly of pee. Like, detectable at 20 feet strong. I have never seen (or smelled) her before, so I’m desperately hoping this is a one-day abberation.
Pee-woman seems to have bathed some time during the night, so her pee-stench is no longer distracting. Her smoker stench, however, coupled with her refusal to mute the speakers on her computer so I get to hear all of her beeping, is annoying as fuck.
I’ll trade. You can have Mr. Snorks Snot All Day Long and I’ll take Smoky Pee-Woman.
At least Mr. Graybeard Mainframe Guru went away. He’d bang away for hours on an honest-to-Og IBM 3270 greenscreen terminal with a keyboard that could be heard for miles.
There’s nothing like having to sit in close proximity to someone with annoying habits to make you feel like the world’s biggest curmudgeon(ness). I recently bitched about the woman who sits five feet away from me and her fondness for cheap, crappy scented products. I didn’t mention that she begins and ends almost every sentence with a long hiss and a shrieking chortle. It’s gotten to where I have to leave my desk when she gets on a phone call, as she faces directly toward me (albeit on the other side of a low wall) and I can’t tolerate the high-pitched sniggling anymore.
You have my sympathies, Otto, and you, too, all you college dorm people who are crammed in so closely with stinky or otherwise annoying roommates. How do you stand it?
This reminds me of a humiliating experience I had some time ago. I was at work one day when I noticed the unmistakable tangy stench of cat piss. Within a couple of minutes, I realized that it was coming from my coat, which was hanging nearby. (I have the bad habit of not hanging up my coat, and apparently one of my cats had decided that, just this one, he would rather use it as a de-luxe litterbox rather than an auxiliary cat bed. Niiiice.) I have no idea why it took me so long to notice something was wrong.
Fuck, I hate people who don’t mute their beeps. I had to tell one of my salesmanager once to mute his computer, and he was 30 feet away, outside of my office. And he must have set the computer to beep at every damn thing he did.
I got the “wife calls him 100 times a day guy” on one side of me. Some days it takes all I have not to scream.
She calls about family problems, health problems, money problems, car problems, she can’t find something problems, their bird did something strange problems, etc.
The can’t find something problems happen all the time. She calls, you can hear him telling her where something is. Then she calls back because it is not there, so he gives her another spot and hangs up. Then she calls back because it is not there so he gives her another spot. After five or six calls he gets frustrated and tells her he will look when he gets home. Then another call comes in later that she found what ever it is but you can tell it was not in any spot he suggested as he is now apologizing and he has no clue how it got from spot a to spot z. I am convinced that the item in search of is nothing very important. I remember a year or so ago he got angry and yelled “I don’t know where your underwear is”
Also his voice reminds me of my ex-husband. It has a very whiny tone which makes me want to slap him around a little.
On the other side I got a lady that has the tendency to raise her voice as she is speaking. It starts out really low to the point you can hardly hear her but she gets louder and louder. Sometimes I can’t even hear myself think because she gets so damn loud.
At least there is a cube wall between us. I can’t imagine if I had to deal with that and look at their faces all day long.
I knew it was too good to last. I’m getting moved to the other side of the Great Wall of Supervisors because my boss sits on the yonder side of it. Of course, just like the last time I got moved (to which thread I would link if only there were some way to search for it), I routinely go days or weeks at a time with no direct interaction with any supervisor, let alone mine, and that’s usually via phone. But it’s vitally important that we all sit together as a team! I couldn’t name two other members of my “team” nor would I be able to pick a team member out of a lineup.
Up side is I’ll be well away from Smoky McPeepants should she experience another loss of bladder control.
Down side is that I may never see Cutey McHotster again, because he’s no longer in my path to the restroom. The restroom is in the opposite direction.
This thread is really making me appreciate my office mate. She makes no sounds and she doesn’t smell. And she’s very easy to get along with.
I used to share an office with a guy who had the whiniest voice in the world. Whiney and LOUD. And he was on the phone every minute of every day. I wanted to shove a sock down his throat at all times.
