Seriously?
Feb. 25th, 2019 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psyche29Preface: After just under twenty years with the same company, I took a new job at a different company and started in early November. I worked from home full time for three years, and now come in to an office every day. I have a cube, desk, etc. I am trying to get used to new coworkers, new personalities, new quirks.
Mischief-maker coworker, L, discovered on Friday that I am...picky...about my paperclips. They are sorted and stored by size, and I get rid of all the ones that are bent out of shape. I don't know why, but I cannot function with a jumbled mess of paperclips. Never have been able to do so.
L was like, "Ooh, this should be fun." I literally don't care a bit if people tease, I know it's a bit anal of me, and worth a giggle. I said, "All I ask is that you don't actually mess with the sort; please, please don't put the wrong size in the wrong cup." I had an email from her shortly thereafter with nothing but pictures of paperclips in it. It made me laugh, and I moved on.
Today I was reaching for a small clip, and jammed in the cup were a bunch of big ones. And goddamn if I didn't empty it out right there and start sorting through it to fix it, all the while stewing. There were about fifty of them, all mixed in. And several stuck together, which takes ages to undo.
Like, I get it, it's funny. But it takes time away from what I need to be doing, and for shit's sake, it is literally the only thing I asked you not to do. I want to complain to hell and back about it, but I recognize how petty it is. It just-. asdf;lkj Looks like I'll be hiding the cups away each night now. Sigh.
/rant
Mischief-maker coworker, L, discovered on Friday that I am...picky...about my paperclips. They are sorted and stored by size, and I get rid of all the ones that are bent out of shape. I don't know why, but I cannot function with a jumbled mess of paperclips. Never have been able to do so.
L was like, "Ooh, this should be fun." I literally don't care a bit if people tease, I know it's a bit anal of me, and worth a giggle. I said, "All I ask is that you don't actually mess with the sort; please, please don't put the wrong size in the wrong cup." I had an email from her shortly thereafter with nothing but pictures of paperclips in it. It made me laugh, and I moved on.
Today I was reaching for a small clip, and jammed in the cup were a bunch of big ones. And goddamn if I didn't empty it out right there and start sorting through it to fix it, all the while stewing. There were about fifty of them, all mixed in. And several stuck together, which takes ages to undo.
Like, I get it, it's funny. But it takes time away from what I need to be doing, and for shit's sake, it is literally the only thing I asked you not to do. I want to complain to hell and back about it, but I recognize how petty it is. It just-. asdf;lkj Looks like I'll be hiding the cups away each night now. Sigh.
/rant
