So here at my place of employment, we have about 5 men who participate in a weekly bible discussion, on company time. The manager doesn’t want to deal with them, and the rest of us just gossip about them like the sinners that we are. At least three of these men are quite homophobic, but none of them are loud and obnoxious about either their religion or their beliefs. The only tyrade I have heard from one of these fellows was because he comes into my office and chats, and asked if he could vent one day. Sure, says Swiddles. He proceeds to bitch about how the gay pride group is putting up stuff in the cafeteria for cultural pride week. His gripe wasn’t with homosexuality, but with the fact that they get to particpate in culture week. For bigots, they’re not the worst I’ve ever experianced.
Then they hire a new guy. New guy is VERY gay, smart as hell, funny and smart. I am leaving this job in three weeks, and I really wish I could stick around to see how the BibleBoys deal with NewGayGuy. He’s charming as all hell, and I really think they’ll either be clueless, or will have to reform their beliefs.
Anyone have any interesting workplace dynamics they’d like to share?
Between the pornographic email I get sent by co-workers, the racist email, the racist jokes and comments, the sexual innuendo, and the blatant sexist statements made by co-workers that for some reason they all think I care to hear and/or participate in…
I could technically sue just every last bastard in this company for just about any type of company policy breach you can imagine!!!
And no…I’m not even in the least bit exaggerating 
-SS
While interning in college, I had to share a double sized cube with a middle aged black woman who, in her words, “blamed the white man for all of her problems.” Needless to say, as a mere youth inexperienced in the business world, I did my best to shift very little work her way.
Those were fun times.
Try going to work everyday with a bunch of alcoholics who come in with their alcohol in hand, drink on the job, smoke like there’s no tomorrow, and gay/racial-bash anyone and everyone they can. I’m so glad I have a headhunter looking for a new job for me. I love hearing the discussions about the previous night at the bar where one guy hit on a drunk woman that refused to go home with him so now she’s a slut, but his wife who frequents the bar as well is “wrongfully” upset about his getting drunk so often, and here I’m the only one except for the ever so unavoidable “DAN” here at work (he showers maybe once a week, unless he runs out of soap and shampoo) under 50, and frowned upon for not participating in these silly games.
-sigh-
dynamic enough for ya?
Well, I work in an office of thirteen people: twelve women, one man. That’s right. The tech support people who happen to be housed in our office add two more guys (and one female) when they are around, but that’s not often.
Poor Bob. Being all-female, we indulge in many, many chick conversations. He has to sit through my boss mentioning, as an aside during a staff meeting, what a GREAT quilt shop she found on a recent business trip. We have office potlucks, baby showers, secret santa/secret valentine things, discuss pregnancy and childbirth in the lunchroon… let’s face it, we’re a grown-up girl scout troop. My boss has even sponsored a “quilting bee” at her house one weekend for the office.
But you know, Bob is SUCH a trooper. And also sort of sensitive himself. He never seems to mind. Neither do the tech support guys, one of whom is probably the world’s nicest, most patient men; the other of whom is a young brash clueless guy who finds it all illuminating. And he needs it, believe me.
It definitely makes for some interesting office dynamics, and it makes me EXTREMELY reluctant to ever change jobs. I mean, my boss BABYSITS for me sometimes. We take office field trips to the local Clinique counter when it’s bonus week. It’s family.