Now that I’m two years out of college, I want to share some of my learnings from the glorious nation of corporate America.
With respect to my career, I have learned:
That in case of a fire emergency, my entire office building would burn down with everyone still inside… But at least we’d be working until the very last monitor melts.
- That our civic leaders p
rovide the best fodder for lunchtime conversations. Current topic of interest: Mark Sanford’s love letters, which are still a smidgen more topical than Sarah Palin’s antics (I’m pressing ‘snooze’ on this alarm) and Dick Cheney’s underground puppet show in Langley.
That even though my boss could (hypothetically) have the management aptitude of a monkey, the social capacity of a deaf-mute hyena, and the brain of a T-Rex hopped up on acid, I would still have to answer to him/her.
That it is possible to eat an entire box of Cheerios, a pound of grapes, a cookie ice cream sandwich, plus four cupcakes, all in a day’s work. As a snack.
That it only takes one time before you’re known as “that” guy, or “that” girl. Trust me, you don’t want to be “the girl who eats meatballs for breakfast”, or “the girl who eats four cupcakes as a snack”. Not that I know from personal experience…but I’m just sayin’.
That sometimes you have to stick it out in your crappy job, because it’s a recession and some career dreams (eg. circus journalist) are just unrealistic. And yes, in this economy, the unrealistic part is more “journalist” than “circus”. So, if you know of any openings in the circus… hit me up.
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That in case of a fire emergency, my entire office building would burn down with everyone still inside… But at least we’d be working until the very last monitor melts.
rovide the best fodder for lunchtime conversations. Current topic of interest:
That even though my boss could (hypothetically) have the management aptitude of a monkey, the social capacity of a deaf-mute hyena, and the brain of a T-Rex hopped up on acid, I would still have to answer to him/her.
That it is possible to eat an entire box of Cheerios, a pound of grapes, a cookie ice cream sandwich, plus four cupcakes, all in a day’s work. As a snack.
That it only takes one time before you’re known as “that” guy, or “that” girl. Trust me, you don’t want to be “the girl who eats meatballs for breakfast”, or “the girl who eats four cupcakes as a snack”. Not that I know from personal experience…but I’m just sayin’.
That sometimes you have to stick it out in your crappy job, because it’s a recession and some career dreams (eg. circus journalist) are just unrealistic. And yes, in this economy, the unrealistic part is more “journalist” than “circus”. So, if you know of any openings in the circus… hit me up.