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...or I Need People to Just Leave Me Alone. I guess I'm anti-social in the mornings. Also, warning: this is ranty.
I had to leave an hour before I start work because of the bus schedule (and earlier than usual), so I planned to have breakfast when I got there. I threw an unopened package of deli slices and a loaf of bread in my reuseable bag because I was running late.
--Strike One: weird new neighbor calls out in a Stepford voice "GOOD morning!!!" as I'm leaving, which startles me. I hate when people do that; it's not safe if someone's running down stairs as I was. Also, I don't find mornings good. At all.
--Strike Two: I go to the break room because the cafe area is filled with mall walkers, whom I don't want to look at because they try to draw me into useless conversation as if they haven't annoyed me for the last 9 years. Plus, I need a knife for my package.
--Strike Three: the entire break room is filled with the truck team because the mall isn't open and they have to take their break all together. I figure I'll prep my sandwhich and go elsewhere. I have just placed my knife in the sink and am about to wash it when my coworker--an octogenarian lady who drives people nuts--moves in and takes the dish wand out of the sink to rinse her fruit. She just butts right in and then gives me a look when I pick up the knife and soap it down and a couple of bubbles fall on the floor. I'm in a hurry, which is a concept that's foreign to your team. I waited for her, then got impatient and tossed my stuff in my bag and walked away. I'm sure she thinks I'm the rudest person in the world.
So now I'm in the mall being stared at by the bazillion mall walkers [Why not walk outside since the weather is now good???] as if they've never seen anyone sit at these little tables and eat (ones in front of the pretzel place).
I should've had a nice breakfast at home and then walked to work. But I'd have only had an extra 10 minutes at home that way, anyway.
I had to leave an hour before I start work because of the bus schedule (and earlier than usual), so I planned to have breakfast when I got there. I threw an unopened package of deli slices and a loaf of bread in my reuseable bag because I was running late.
--Strike One: weird new neighbor calls out in a Stepford voice "GOOD morning!!!" as I'm leaving, which startles me. I hate when people do that; it's not safe if someone's running down stairs as I was. Also, I don't find mornings good. At all.
--Strike Two: I go to the break room because the cafe area is filled with mall walkers, whom I don't want to look at because they try to draw me into useless conversation as if they haven't annoyed me for the last 9 years. Plus, I need a knife for my package.
--Strike Three: the entire break room is filled with the truck team because the mall isn't open and they have to take their break all together. I figure I'll prep my sandwhich and go elsewhere. I have just placed my knife in the sink and am about to wash it when my coworker--an octogenarian lady who drives people nuts--moves in and takes the dish wand out of the sink to rinse her fruit. She just butts right in and then gives me a look when I pick up the knife and soap it down and a couple of bubbles fall on the floor. I'm in a hurry, which is a concept that's foreign to your team. I waited for her, then got impatient and tossed my stuff in my bag and walked away. I'm sure she thinks I'm the rudest person in the world.
So now I'm in the mall being stared at by the bazillion mall walkers [Why not walk outside since the weather is now good???] as if they've never seen anyone sit at these little tables and eat (ones in front of the pretzel place).
I should've had a nice breakfast at home and then walked to work. But I'd have only had an extra 10 minutes at home that way, anyway.
, but you know how microwaving fish is considered a heinous breach of workplace etiquette? I feel the same way about bringing Egg McMuffins into the breakroom. They smell like somebody took a dump.
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