The subject line is unrelated to today’s entry. I just said it over the weekend and I think it’s funny 🙂
I had one of those mornings at work where I had to do what a friend calls “work-osmosis”. It’s based on an ancient idea that every object has a memory. So when you arrive at work on a Monday morning and you can’t remember what your job is, you sort of touch the documents on your desk and hope somehow you’ll suck in an explanation of why you’re there and what in god’s name you’re supposed to be doing. I do this a lot. A LOT.
In other news, I am not as insightful as I once thought. I thought I had a good radar for people’s reactions to me. But apparently I am mistaken. Recently a couple of now-friend office colleagues told me that they felt a tremendous amount of pressure to make me like them when we first met. One of them told me that when I came by her cube to chat with her about something for the first time, when I left, she did a little “YEEESSS!”. That’s sick. Apparently, I’m a bit of an ice queen – but the kind of ice queen that people want to get to know.
Now, I think of myself as pretty personable. But in a work context, I’ll admit that instead of making sure everyone likes me all the time, I’d rather just get to know people individually as it comes up. If we get along, that’s great. But I’m not busting my hump over it. Because that’s when you become “the office friend” and wind up having lunch with people 5 months in that you really didn’t like from the first moment you met them. And my lunches are precious dangnabbit. Precious… Mine. My own. *cough* Right.
So, anywho, massive disjoint between how I think I’m perceived and how I am perceived. There’s a woman at work who I’ve always thought didn’t like me, and it turns out she’s been trying to strike up a conversation with me for 3 months. Good lord. I must be sneezing hail…