New project. I am well aware of the fact that cubes are empty and move-in ready next to the employees who nobody can stand to sit by and therefore the place I will more than likely end up sitting. Day 3 of a new 5-month project and it continues.
The woman I sit next to is extremely popular. Honey is part of her name, if that’s any help. When she arrived at the office late one morning, I counted seven people of the male persuasion who stumbled over each other to get to her cube to ask about her doctor’s appointment. And tell them, she did. For about 45 minutes. Never taking a breath to change the subject to anyone but herself and her aches and pains. Her audience didn’t seem to mind.
But, the funny part of this (it’s still funny on Day 3 – ask me on Day 30), is lunchtime. The soda can pops open at 11:30 on the dot. A man named Marty comes up about 6 minutes later to join her for lunch in her cube. (At around 11am, people start asking her if Marty’s coming for lunch, to which she repeatedly replies, “I think so”.) I don’t know what their relationship is, but they seem to be really good friends. Sometimes, they just chew. Sometimes, they chat. But all the time, they play Sudoku.
So, the lunch hour goes like this: “What about a 3?” “We need a 4.” “I know we need a 4, but what about the 6 down here?” “I don’t know, maybe a 2?” “How about a 7?” “Try 3.” “Oh wait, 4.” “5.” “9.” “1.” “3.”. And so on and so on and so on.
Yeah, ask me on Day 30.
