TO THE MEN IN 3125

To the men in 3125

Ok, so I know I’ve already written an ode to the man in 3127…but my hall has more than one weirdo and I just got inspired.

Dear Guy #1 in 3125,

I guess it’s been over a year since we first started working together, and I must say it’s still just as weird to pass you in the halls or make direct eye contact with you. I enjoy the humor you add to my day as you purposely take the stairs just to avoid riding in the elevator with me – I guess its better we don’t, we might not have anything to talk about during 30 seconds it takes to get to the 3rd floor. Along with most everyone else on the floor, you seem to think I double as the Help Desk. I really appreciate your confidence in me to fix the copier, the fax machine and the color printer. I wouldn’t have ever acquired the skills relevant to a printing technician if it hadn’t been for you using the one and only color printer to print everything from a 300 page word document to your mortgage status. Which by the way, looks like it’s time to re-finance. I think you’re a great example of someone who has become an expert with MS Outlook. I mean, why come all the way over to my desk 5 ft. away from your office when you can just email me multiple times about the broken color printer that actually just happens to be out of paper. Yep, you’ve got email pretty much down, I don’t think I remember what your voice sounds like anymore. I’ll wrap up my appreciation letter by saying, it’s ok to ignore all my administrative emails. After all, it’s not like I do it because I’ve been tasked by our boss. I, like yourself, am obsessed with sending emails for no apparent reason. You must’ve figured me out since the follow up flag and the high priority mark weren’t a concern to you. It’s ok…I’ll just BCC our boss from now on mmmkay?

Pleasantly annoyed,
Amy

Dear Guy#2 in 3125,

I love how you express loyalty and admiration to me being in this particular job position. I mean, it does my heart good to see you waiting at my desk patiently for me to get off the phone. Most everyone else just walks away – I don’t know, it’s like they think I’m busy or something. You and I…we’ve been on the same team since as long as we’ve both been hired, and yet you give my name to candidates coming in to interview with the recruiting team my name and number as a POC. It shows you think my customer service skills are excellent and that I can handle a future employee calling me up complaining that she’s been in the interview room for 30 minutes and no recruiter has shown up. And about the projector. I absolutely love being tracked down upon its arrival. It doesn’t matter where I am…whether it be the kitchen, the 2nd floor eatery, coming out of the bathroom…there you are with the projector, ready to turn in. That way it’s in my hands and I won’t find it on my desk chair right? I’d like to address a habit of yours dealing with the printer. It seems as if you share your officemate’s desire to print your whole entire hard drive on the color printer. And while your officemate’s issue is jamming…yours is low toner. Can I just say that it is necessary for my whole day to stop when the toner becomes low. Because I’m the only one on this floor with two legs that is capable of walking downstairs to the supply room to get more toner. I’m so grateful for the privilege I have to replace the color toner twice a day! I am now able to include that on my resume that I happen to be updating as I write you this letter because you know…working with someone like you just makes my job that much more worth it!

Joyfully agitated,
Amy