Young ears
So either I'm losing my mind, or everyone in my office is...old.
There is a noise. A high-pitched buzzing sound that I've pretty much determined is coming from the fluorescent light bulb above my head. It's really annoying, and it's starting to give me a headache. The problem is, no one else can hear it. Maybe it's like that ring tone that only people under 30 can hear. At 23, I'm the youngest of my coworkers, who are all late 20's or older. I would call maintenance to fix the light, but there's no way the maintenance guy could hear the noise anyway--he's got to be in his 50's, and he has trouble hearing me when I talk at
a reasonable volume. I should call in one of the interns to see if they hear it, since they're some of the only people my age around here nowadays.
*Sigh.* For now, I guess it's back on with the headphones.
1 Comments:
Alright, one long comment for you. I just read your blog from beginning to current June 18th post. First, 1, uno, einz, I believe you can reclaim wittiness. I believe that the world is trying to suck out every vestige of wit we once possessed. Why, you ask. Well, because once you become a "contributing member of society" you really become a fat, lazy, do nothing at your job member of society. Maybe I'm just cynical because I work for the government. Anyways, we need to throw off societal oppression and reclaim our right to be witty, a wit revolution, if you will. Secondly, I'm really bored. My boss "forgot" (was too lazy) to give me the rest of my project before he left for vacation so I am waiting until quitting time. Third, I miss you and I like reading blogs, especially of people I know, so you should write more.
And the aforementioned cynicism about my job was pure sarcasm, in case you are monitoring my post DEQ.
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