Has Anyone Seen Karen?
Quick quiz: What’s this?
That, my friends, is the far corner under my work desk.
Why am I posting this?
Because my boss, the one eight time zones away, is running me ragged today. All day.
Isn’t Friday supposed to be an easy day? Put your feet up and coast?
My fingers are tired of entering numbers on spreadsheets.
My wrist is acting up from all the mousing around.
My eyes are weary of creating transitions on PowerPoint.
And I’m tired of hearing my phone ring. “Karen, that’s great! Perfect. But now could you take all the data and make it look like something entirely different??”
At one point today, I actually said to my BossMan, “Chief, it’s like that old Finance joke…what do you *want* the numbers to say? I’ll make ’em tell any story you want.”
He wasn’t amused.
Then he asked me to make another PowerPoint slide.
So for the rest of the day, if anyone other than my boss is looking for me, that’s where I’ll be.
Under my desk. In the far corner.
Would someone bring me an order of fish and chips from the cafeteria downstairs?
And a cookie?
And a beer?
And maybe some vodka.
Conveniently, this week’s Theme Thursday is: corner