View From the Top

As we all know from my boastful mobile pic on Facebook this morning I love my new view from my office. And I use the term "office" lightly, as in reality I sit in what appears to be a large reconverted store room with two other girls, and of course very large windows. The perks in the break room are embarrassingly awesome: free bottles of water, unlimited Splenda packets, Starbucks roasted coffee, and tons of mini hand sanitizers. Which by the way are free for the taking, no need to hoard them in your purse as I previously thought.  Let's just say they know how to treat their employees here. But even with all of the luxuries that come with this job, I still find myself staring out the window day dreaming for roughly 85% of the day... I like to pretend I am looking out the view of my penthouse office that I have all to myself, that is furnished with a giant beautiful desk, a flat screen on the wall, pretty yet comfy furniture, and a bar. Oh, and one of those globes that opens up to a secret alcohol stash, my office definitely has one of those. What I do in this pretend office, I'm not sure. But I know it's important, and it probably involves searching Facebook, reading US, writing blogs and going out to lunch.

 In the meantime, the highlight of my day pretty much revolves around snack time and lunch time. I don't know why food is so entertaining at work, but it is. Because of this excitement, I find it very hard to bring my lunch to work because 9 times out of 10 I end up eating my entire lunch bag by 10:30 a.m. It makes for a long afternoon of fruit snacks and suckers. Today I had to go down to the 6th floor to get my photo taken for my name badge and took full advantage of the short break to sneak across the block to buy a bag of Combos from Walgreens next door. It didn't dawn on me until I was walking back into the Wrigley that I was going to have to explain to my boss why I was returning from getting my name badge with a bag of Combos. I stuffed the bag into my blazer as best as I could, but when I passed the security guard he had the audacity to ask what I was hiding in my jacket. Everybody is so damn touchy lately. I reluctantly (and shamefully) revealed my hidden weapon of Combos. The security guard actually laughed at me. But afternoon hunger is no joke. You're not you when you're hungry. Grab a Snickers. Or cheese filled pretzel nuggets.

After I got my salty snack the afternoon breezed by. I like my coworkers because I've realized we do a lot of dicking around. Even though they're a pretty fancy bunch, like the type who showers in the morning, they still know how to mess around and have a good time. It took us almost an hour to decide what kind of frilly stationary to order for the office thank-yous. And after that difficult task it was on to another: deciding the venue for the Christmas party coming up in four months. But there just wasn't enough time in the day for a decision so lofty. After much conversation and numerous email correspondence sent back and forth between the girls in the front office and girls in the back, nothing was ever officially decided. I have a feeling this is going to be something that takes many weeks before finally setting anything in stone. 

And then before I knew it (but not really I'd been steadily watching the clock since about 2:48) the 5:00 o'clock bell rang and I ran all the way home. I was in an unusually big hurry today as  it was my little Har Har's 1st birthday! We celebrated with a lengthy trip to Pets Mart where we let Harlow sniff out anything he wanted. Unfortunately the urine on the floor couldn't be purchased so we persuaded Harlow to get the rubber stick and ten pound bone instead. I told Chris to use the bathroom before we left.

And so ends another work day. Another day, another dolla not yet automatically deposited into my very empty bank account. Come on Friday...