Hiya there, Sunny Disposition here. I’m so happy you’ve landed at The OC!!
Most of us office workers have had a slew of funny (and by funny, I mean exasperating) office situations occur over the years.
With any luck, this site, started mid-2008, will be a community for people to vent, gripe, yell, scream, rant about the freakish people (not the normal ones) with whom they have to work, but probably wouldn’t cross the street to save from a speeding bus. How does that song go: Is it any wonder I’m not a criminal?
And because that’s not sunny, we also want to advise each other, laugh and cry with each other, and hopefully make a little harmless (yet, somewhat vengeful) fun of the 80,000 working hours in our lifetimes.
What makes me qualified to run the OC? Well, I’m no horn-tooter, never have been, never will be. But in addition to my innate “freak magnetism” and my alignment with the stars and numeric patterns, I have a superhuman ability to be in all the right places at all the right times. Now, I have to admit that I have had special opportunities. For example, I have had lots of jobs. I’m around new people constantly. And because I’ve worked for years as a contractor and consultant, I definitely have been overexposed.
Also, cubicle dwelling seems to increase the intensity of the magnetic waves. I’ve worked in cubicles most of my adult life – meaning over twenty years of shades of gray carpeted walls all day every day. Anybody who is or has ever been a cubicle dweller has done the math: 40 hours per week, 160 hours per month, 2000 hours per year totaling 83.333 non-stop, round-the-clock days each year (give or take a sick or vacation day) with the narcissists that abound and surround.
According to the Law of Attraction, we attract what we think about. I admit that I do think about this stuff a lot. These little buggers are sneaky and tricky and relentless. I don’t have the audacity to think that I suffer from anything, because there’s too much real and terrible suffering in the world, so I won’t say I suffer from magnetism, but I can and do claim a silent rage. Until now, that is.
Now, I’m sunny. And, hopefully, you can be sunny too. Together, we can win. In our minds, anyway.
Stay strong!!
Sunny “D”isposition
