I was very productive Thursday. Did I mention I signed a confidentiality agreement? I can’t really talk about what I do all day. That’s so… mysterious! I’m sure I could tell you more than I ate a hummus and tofu half sandwich on honey oat then also a hummus and swiss cheese half sandwich on honey oat as well as two dill pickles and a Hershey’s peanut butter chocolate bar and a Coke at lunch, but… um, do you care? (My lunch rocked my socks.)
I did go to the bar with my co-workers after work. I had exactly one Coca-Cola. My boss had said something to me earlier in the day in the server room about how I shouldn’t feel pressure to drink… except he said it out of the blue, which makes me think he reads my work emails since Dawg had emailed me Avi’s comment from yesterday’s post. Meh, whatever. But this is precisely why I have not logged into my Gmail or checked/commented on one blog or visited my blog or gone to any site not specifically work related. Anyway, the guys are really quite social and I learned tonight that this is because many of them have known each other for many years, following each other from other companies. I didn’t know this before I forcibly inserted myself into their circle with my big smile and smart brain but now I’m in the club.
I learned through the rumor mill that we won’t have a holiday party because it would look bad during these difficult economic times (oh, and, we just bought REALLY SUPER EXPENSIVE ERP software, which cracks me up because I just came from a place that did the same thing) so the director told us tonight at the bar that we’ll have an IT department get-together with “the wives”. I made mention of the fact that “I don’t have a wife” to which he said “but you’ll talk about us with them” and I said “why would I do that? I like who I work with” and I think I might be getting a raise now because I said that. He mentioned he doesn’t like bullshitters and really likes me because I’m honest and not a bullshitter. I thought that was nice of him to say. So, Dawg is invited to the party as my not-wife if he can make it. I have no idea when it will be. I truly hope no one expects me to work out those details just cuz I’m a girl. That right there would warrant a kick to the Gucci grapes.
Had a much better time on the subway because I took the Queens trains instead of the Downtown Manhattan trains. Got to listen to my iPod too! And at Queens Plaza I even got to sit down. Ahhhhhh.
My feet hurt. Time for new shoes.
November 7th, 2008 at 12:52 am
Sounds like a decent day…
However, be wary at work… I have a feeling that bosses who claim not to like “bullshitters” secretly desire nothing more than those.
November 7th, 2008 at 1:09 am
Was “bar none” the bar that you went to?
Inquiring minds…
November 7th, 2008 at 6:41 am
hate that they thought you would naturally hang with the wives and talk about the guys. such sexist bullshit.
other than that and the whole they might be reading your emails, i am so happy that you found a job in ny that you are happy with. congrats!
November 7th, 2008 at 7:52 am
That was always the annoying thing when Amy went to firm functions when she was one of the few female professionals. She sure as hell wasn’t going to hang out with the non-working wives, and neither was I, so it always felt weird.
November 7th, 2008 at 8:07 am
Your lunch sounds so good. I’ve never been big on after work outings. Kudos to you for giving it a try.
November 7th, 2008 at 9:02 am
You should have Dawg wear Adam’s party dress when he goes to your party. You know, so he fits witih the other “wifes”.
November 7th, 2008 at 9:53 am
You shouldn’t feel pressured to read other people’s emails.
:)
(one of the biggest temptations for sys admins)
November 7th, 2008 at 10:39 am
I had to sign a confidentiality agreement once. A few years later, I showed the agreement to a friend who needed an example so he could write one of his own for a magic show. I wonder, is it a violation of confidentiality to show the actual agreement to someone? If so, the above story is completely made up, and I’m not Noelle.
November 7th, 2008 at 11:54 am
Lovely!
November 7th, 2008 at 12:23 pm
Your lunch made me hungry.
And Gucci grapes?! What kind of high falutin’ people are you working with?!
November 7th, 2008 at 1:29 pm
IT guys wear Gucci?
November 7th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Or do they just carry around Italian grapes?
November 8th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
Creature, I am absolutely certain that some of the people I work with are bullshitters, but it’s a function of their job.
BEE-bzzt, nope, it was Rumours. I just thought up “bar none” because the post was about a bar and about having no alcohol.
Hola, I’m sure you encounter the same thing in your line of work since you hang with the guys so much, and you overcome it by showing them that’s not who you are and that you will not stand for being treated that way and then they shape up. Same for me, I assure you. It’s the field and it’s society growing men to be chauvinistic until women with brains teach them otherwise.
Avi, I’m sure Amy ate a man or two alive for pulling that shit with her. Dawg actually got a little twinkle in his eye about showing up as my non-wife. He’s crazy, though.
Lisa, I’ve never been big on them either but it’s part of the culture at this job and I think my co-workers are cool so I’ll hang out with them once in a while. Plus it’s the easy way to get my bosses to agree to give me a raise if they’re drunk and I’m not.
Mikey, o.m.g. NO FREAKING WAY. That thing was in my nightmares.
Wah, I’ve already been reading other people’s (trapped) messages daily. But I assure you it glosses over my brain, I’m just in there to see if it should be delivered or not, I don’t care what it actually says. I’ve had that job function at previous jobs so it’s not anything new to me, it’s just the last job I had for 6 years was soooo big about NOT doing that type of monitoring that it’s weird to go back to it.
Noelle, that sounds like a conflict of interest at the very least, which is pretty rad.
Sour, you are lovely too. I’m sorry I haven’t stopped in for a while. I’m still adjusting…
Maman, it was the first Poppified insult that entered my brain. The IT guys don’t wear Gucci. Or, well, if they do I don’t even know what Gucci looks like so I don’t know it.
November 9th, 2008 at 1:24 pm
You went to the bar and didn’t imbibe in alcoholic goodness? Is that even allowed?