Writes Jonathan in the UK: “Nick, bless him, diligently cleans the office microwave when he’s at work every Sunday morning. By Monday, the smell of bleach has usually gone. However, I think the latest soup splattering may have pushed him over the edge.”
Entries Tagged as 'office'
February 11th, 2013 · 79 Comments
January 31st, 2013 · 21 Comments
Emmet in Phoenix says that at his office, “people donate magazines for others to peruse, but sometimes they grow legs and disappear.” Emmet recently found this (totally metal) back-and-forth about the issue…on the issues themselves.
extra credit: These Babies Are Totally Metal [youtube]
January 28th, 2013 · 89 Comments
“On its face, this note details a bunch of common-sense rhetoric about being a good employee,” our submitter says. “What’s hilarious and sad is how our ‘Service Ambassador’ thinks that a thinly-veiled threat like this is supposed to inspire fervent company loyalty and ‘outstanding service.’ Come prepared to kiss ass or we’ll kick yours?”
January 25th, 2013 · 57 Comments
Erin in Los Angeles says it all started with a simple “No staples, please.” Then the whole office got involved.
related: Death by a Thousand Puns
January 18th, 2013 · 35 Comments
As it turns out, at least one study has shown that laughter in the workplace can actually improve productivity.
Of course, that didn’t help our submitter in St. Louis from totally freaking out when she found this anonymous note on her desk at her “conservative” office, where she says that although silence pretty much reigns, “I giggle and talk loudly all the time.”
Our submitter later found out that the note was a “prank” from a friendly coworker. (But — paranoia alert — was it completely in jest, or a p-a power play?)
related: To my coworker, the thundering cow
January 10th, 2013 · 47 Comments
This type of note, I think, is the absolute WORST.
December 26th, 2012 · 45 Comments
The most extreme case of ice hoarding I’ve seen comes to us from an office in Fort Washington, Pennsylvania:
Personally, I think Nicolette’s “Aunt Anny” in California is onto something. (Assuming, of course, that people have the recipe.)
December 16th, 2012 · 85 Comments
I’ve spent most of the day curled up reading John Irving’s latest, In One Person (“a compelling novel of desire, secrecy, and sexual identity.”) And yet, since stumbling across this novella — from an office fridge in Maryland — I’ve had but one phrase echoing in my head: “We are not so unalike, [you and I]. I, too, have a deep love of salad.”