Take your daughter to work?

As I stepped off the elevator this morning I noticed a more or less pre-teenish girl walking by and realized she must be someone’s daughter spending the day at mom/dad’s workplace. He mom, manager of the support center, was right behind admonishing her about her CD player, “in a real job you wouldn’t be able to listen to that thing.” I thought about the Discman I carried in my own bag but decided to withhold possible comments:

  1. Kid, you want to be a database admin like me when you grow up. The job can’t be done properly without good tunes.

  2. You can’t have that CD player in the workplace, use the one in your PC.

  3. You can’t listen to CDs here. Download a copy of RealJukebox™ and convert the tracks to MP3.

Has anyone else managed to corrupt a cow-orker’s daughter today?

Be quiet Fortunato and hand me another brick.

Corrupt? No. But I did give my co-worker’s grandson an important lesson: Grown-ups can have cool toys in their office, too.

You know you’re on to something when you’re introduced as “This is Brooke. She has the BEST toys in her office.” Suddenly Swimmy’s office is DayCare 101. (that’s a lie, I’ve just showed a couple kids how to play with the tin wind-ups I have in here…)


“I go on guilt trips a couple of time a year. Mom books them for me.” A custom made Wally .sig!

My iguana's sick.
He's all floppy. Could he have
Reptile dysfunction?
                  -Chef Troy, Haiku Master

You know, at a previous job I had, I was looked down on, because I kept action figures and other toys at my desk. But, when my coworkers brought their kids in for one reason or another, I was suddenly very popular. :rolleyes:


Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good dipped in chocolate.

Kee-rist, the whole office is crawling with the little larva today and everyone is squealing, “oooo, aren’t they CUTE?” I think the time has come to see if I am still indeed allergic to alcohol. I mean, I don’t go to your kids’ classrooms and EDIT at them . . .

I should give them a lecture: “This is what your life will be, girls: A blank cubicle, piles of work you don’t give a good goddam about, and various asses to kiss of people who don’t know 1/10 of what you do. You won’t be able to quit because you need the insurance, so you will labor on and on till you gratefully settle into the peace and calm of the grave.”

THAT should fix their little red wagons.

My basketball goal is always a popular destination for co-worker’s kids. And, co-workers.

Otherwise, I try to avoid corrupting the kids. I figure that’ll happen once they hit those mid-teen years anyway.


Well, honey just tastes better when it comes from a bear’s head.

A friend of mine was asked by the school to take his son with him.

Could it be that the boys felt left out? Or the teachers wanted a play day themselves?

Eve, I am going to print that and post it at my desk.


Cristi, Slayer of Peeps

I made my husband join a bridge club. He jumps next Tuesday.

(title & sig courtesy of UncleBeer and WallyM7!)

Yeah, the joint is crawling with the Hello Kitty crowd.

Little do the parents realize, seeing what the modern workplace has to offer will only going to push their daughters away from college and into life as a groupie for “Limp Bizkit”…

This place crawls with them everyday, without the staff bringing their own in.


Give your children these two things: One is roots, the other, wings - Wally Wally He’s our Man

I’ve somehow lucked out. There are 15 people in my department. Not one of us has school-age children (and only three of us have children of any kind).

There are 33 other people on this floor and either none of them have school-age children or they are all thoughtless, unloving parents.

Considering there flagrant use of our photocopier I am assuming the latter is true.

I say I lucked out because I think kids are wonderful . . . once they reach the age of 23 or so. I didn’t even care for them much when I was one.


-Obfus

My boss brought her 11 year old in. I pretty much talked to her all day. It got me out of what I should have been doing today. And the girl was pretty cool, too.


“I am so smart, I am so smart, s-m-r-t, i mean s-m-a-r-t”

So when is “Take your son to work” day ?? Smells of sexism to me. Like the boys aren’t good enough to have their own day off school too.


“If it’s free, it’s for me !”

You’re right doctordec, it is sexist. There should definitely be a “Take your son home and show him how to do the laundry day.”

Whatever. But I maintain that “Take Your Offsping to Work Day” should occur in the summertime, so the kids aren’t yanked out of school.

I actually saved up one of my rare manuscripts where the characters aren’t bludgeoning each other to death or copulating like crazed minks, thinking that Little Pianola could help me work on it. It would’ve been a kick for her to see the novel when it’s published next spring, and tell people “I helped with this!”

But Mrs. Ukulele didn’t want her to skip a school day…(and had somehow concluded that SHE would be the one keeping track o her all day).


Uke

(Scrooge hat on):

How many person-hours of productive work were lost during “take your daughter to work day”? Did we lose a valuable account because our firm failed to meet a deadline because some parent was showing his daughter the coffee room?

(Scrooge hat off).

LOL, PatrickM.

Oh yeah, the typical office is usually the picture of ruthless efficiency. That’s why it’s always so quiet here at the SDMB.

You have it wrong, the three main elements of a good office are: fear, suprise, ruthless efficiency and almost fanatical devotion to the Pope. That’s four I mean.

Hey Torquemada, what do you say?

Doctordec: Where I work, they’ve been doing a “Take Your Children To Work Day,” instead of just the daughters. I do like the idea of a “Teach Your Son To Do Laundry Day,” though. :slight_smile:


Cristi, Slayer of Peeps

I made my husband join a bridge club. He jumps next Tuesday.

(title & sig courtesy of UncleBeer and WallyM7!)

My sons do their own laundry every week. I also do most of the laundry that’s left and have been doing my own since I was 12. And, yes, I DO know how to fold a towel the right way. How about a “Take your daughter home and teach her to do an oil change” day ?

“If it’s free, it’s for me !”

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drives the car down to Oil Express

:smiley:

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