I found a reason to smile in the silliest and simplest of things this week. It was one of those "tender mercies" moments for me.
2 simple little things happened at work. One was the office fantasy football draft. The other was a bet. It turns out my co-workers love to bet on just about anything.
Do you remember the long-since-gone TV show, "Ed?" I loved that ridiculous show. So cute. One of the more charming parts of the show was how the titular character and his BFF would dare each other and bet on just about anything. My co-workers are not unlike this.
And I'm not complaining. It's amusing.
This week I launched a new campaign this week. And therefore, my co-workers placed bets (in a spreadsheet, shared on the company network) on how well it will go. I suppose this could intimidate or bother some people. It just made me happy. First, I know I have their support. And second, it's just nice to be a part of a team again.
The fantasy football draft was nothing spectacular or different. It was just a fantasy draft. But it made me happy to get to be a part of something simple and social again.
These are the exact sort of things I have missed these last few years. I missed being a part of something, part of a team, part of a group dynamic.
I got a little sad and down in the dumps today. I don't even remember why. It was just a fast pang of homesickness, and I missed my "Baby Ducks." So to distract myself from my woes I cleaned my office. In doing so I decided to change "Darth Tater's" outfit. (Yes, my office has a Darth Tater in it. Doesn't yours?) (Further proof of the betting thing- Darth Tater is our team prize we pass around to who got the best sales that week.) And then I decided I didn't want to look at Darth anymore. So I put him in my spare office chair, and turned the chair to face out the window into the hallway. And raised his light sabre. He was quite menacing for a Potato Head.
He got a few laughs from co-workers as they passed by. But I knew I liked my office when one guy walked by, saw it, and knelt down before Darth Tater. And I don't even know that guy's name.
I like being in an office again. I like being on a team. I like the funny atmosphere of our office. (And that people have velvet Elvis paintings, and pictures of the Rat Pack in their offices, and that Darth Tater's omniscience is not questioned.)
It sure beats working from home.
2 simple little things happened at work. One was the office fantasy football draft. The other was a bet. It turns out my co-workers love to bet on just about anything.
Do you remember the long-since-gone TV show, "Ed?" I loved that ridiculous show. So cute. One of the more charming parts of the show was how the titular character and his BFF would dare each other and bet on just about anything. My co-workers are not unlike this.
And I'm not complaining. It's amusing.
This week I launched a new campaign this week. And therefore, my co-workers placed bets (in a spreadsheet, shared on the company network) on how well it will go. I suppose this could intimidate or bother some people. It just made me happy. First, I know I have their support. And second, it's just nice to be a part of a team again.
The fantasy football draft was nothing spectacular or different. It was just a fantasy draft. But it made me happy to get to be a part of something simple and social again.
These are the exact sort of things I have missed these last few years. I missed being a part of something, part of a team, part of a group dynamic.
I got a little sad and down in the dumps today. I don't even remember why. It was just a fast pang of homesickness, and I missed my "Baby Ducks." So to distract myself from my woes I cleaned my office. In doing so I decided to change "Darth Tater's" outfit. (Yes, my office has a Darth Tater in it. Doesn't yours?) (Further proof of the betting thing- Darth Tater is our team prize we pass around to who got the best sales that week.) And then I decided I didn't want to look at Darth anymore. So I put him in my spare office chair, and turned the chair to face out the window into the hallway. And raised his light sabre. He was quite menacing for a Potato Head.
He got a few laughs from co-workers as they passed by. But I knew I liked my office when one guy walked by, saw it, and knelt down before Darth Tater. And I don't even know that guy's name.
I like being in an office again. I like being on a team. I like the funny atmosphere of our office. (And that people have velvet Elvis paintings, and pictures of the Rat Pack in their offices, and that Darth Tater's omniscience is not questioned.)
It sure beats working from home.
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