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Rebel yell

I urgently need stress release today at work.  Since I'm in a very public cubicle with my boss' office only about 40 feet away, an audible outburst is not an option -- so I'm turning to the blog for this virtual scream:

AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

(imagine my mouth open in a yell, a very red face, and steam coming out of my ears.)

(this would actually be much more interesting if I had audio on my site.)

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In other work-related news, here's a snippet of a conversation that my coworker "Fred" and I had last week as we were heading to lunch:

F: "Watch that shuttle bus doesn't hit us."

N: "That would be cool, because then we wouldn't have to go back to work."

F: "Yeah, especially if we could get disability compensation but not really be hurt."

N: "Hmm... like broken legs?  Or hey, maybe we would get amnesia?"

F: "Nah, that would suck."

N: "Hmm.  Maybe amnesia where we could remember everything except how to do our jobs.  AND we'd get disability since we got hurt at work?"

F: "OK, that would rock!"

N: "Selective amnesia.  Gotta blog about this..."

So there you have it, folks.  I bring you the virtual scream AND selective amnesia -- a two-for one approach to combatting work-related stress.  Don't say I never gave you anything.

Comments

Hope your day gets better :)

This reminds me of a David Sedaris story called 'Let It Snow' where him and his siblings decided the youngest sister should lay down in the street and get hit by a car to teach their parents a lesson.

I think we've all thought along these lines at one time or another.

I'm gonna try this one. But if it doesn't work, then I'm going to sue you and it'll all work out for me, anyway. :-)

Hate to burst your bubble (and don't quote me because I've NEVER handled a workers comp case in my life) but my vague law school memoy is that you can't get workers comp if you are going to lunch unless the lunch is work related.

I heard that yell all the way up here...

Selective amnesia for laundry, too. And diaper changing. And cooking, and getting up before 9am. And paying bills.

Hang in there! My personal approach is to imagine in great detail how I might walk into my boss's office and quit. It's very satisfying :o)

At least you still care. I'm frustrated that I'm not MORE frustrated.

I'm hoping today is a better day! Sounds like you could use a little retail therapy on your lunch break. ;)

Ialway figured I could easily give up a toe to get out of work for a while with pay. Sadly, the opportunity has never presented itself

I've thought seriously about giving up my pinky finger for a few more hours' sleep in the morning, but never about breaking my legs to be able to get out of my job. Hmm. Since my job is being a mommy, can I get disability if too much laundry turns me into a lunatic?

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