One of the many things I like about my job is that it rarely feels like I'm in the movie Office Space. However, things have been changing lately at the institution where I do my research. Sometimes it's hard not to confuse my lab notebook with a TPS Report.
Yesterday we had a staff meeting where they gave people awards for doing their regular jobs. Well, that's not really true. They did an extra good job at their jobs during a crisis, and while that is commendable, it still seemed a little over the top that we had an all hands meeting about it. There was a cake, which I swear looked exactly like the cake in Office Space, so we were all making jokes, saying things like "just pass" and stuff.
Lately several signs have appeared on things like electrical panels with warnings about working in confined spaces. ? And one warning you not to get your hand caught between the banister and the wall. And since we're all worried about piles of reprints attacking us in our offices, a senior scientist in my group kept getting reprimanded for his messy office. So, he just piled the stacks of papers that had been on his floor onto a cart that has now been sitting in the hallway outside his office for like, 6 months. Apparently, that is an acceptable solution. What gives?
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ooooo, anything outside an office door is fair game around here! Those papers would be scavenged after 2 hours.
My worst office space moment was once when I had to do aomething with a program called TPSxxxx. My advisor kept coming and ansking how the TPS was coming along...
Hmmm, senior faculty being reprimanded for messes in *their own frigging office*??? Sounds like administrators out of control...
Oh yes, blocking the fire exits is a much, much better solution.
Ummm, yeah, I'm gonna need you to analyse these data...
A lot in my lab is like office space. At least my boss wears pants without braces.
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