COMMENTS:
At some of my previous jobs, we went crazy when we got bored. We would start playing stupid games with the phones, like making stupid calls to co-workers in the same office.
I liked to dial the "Oscar Mayer" hotline and punch in the code to recite the lyrics to the bologna song and hurry and transfer the call to my boss. 1-800-OSCARKIDS
Oh, and the wiener song too.
annoy coworkers by whining constantly, whistle, gossip, run outside to smoke when it's not break or lunch, look at orlando pics in magazines//hide them behind consistency manual when boss approaches, share emails rcvd from both inside and outside the hellhole, bitch and complain and ridicule customers and clients constantly with mute button on, file nails, get paper cuts and act like theyre much worse, fake headaches to go down to medicine chest, put customers on hold to "research" their issue, while instead talking to your buddy who just walked up about whats on tv tonight and what sale is where, balance checkbook, think up porn stories starring me and orlando, do grocery list, shoot the shit briefly with every human who passes within 8 feet of my desk, think about how fucked up life is, think about parents and why theyre so fucked up, hiss across the floor to get friends attention, try to remember ubby dubby language from ZOOM, mimic foreign accents of nearby coworkers, pick off pieces of eraser and fling at coworkers, swipe pens,scissors, and tape from supply room to take home, use office copy machines to copy shit brought from home whether needed or not, clockwatch for 8 solid hours.
Surf the web, look for higher-paying jobs with even less work, click the mouse randomly, exercise, sit around, dance a jig while flapping my hands, do work not related to the work I'm supposed to be doing.
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