cubicle Blog and Journals

I’ve always appreciated the concept of “equal-opportunity employment”, but DailyMe has taken the workplace principle to a whole new level this summer: even after I was hired (an age-blind decision!), my employers treated me as well as they would an executive.  I’ve broken bread with the CEO, split pizza with Vice-Presidents, and have occasionally been invited to join closed-door conferences with some important suits (my contribution: clicking a PowerPoint presentation).  Far from the “new kid” experience of junior high, my internship has almost been as smooth as silk.  My only complaint regards the position of my cubicle in the office—a dull thorn in my side for which this post is dedicated.  

            Sure, my cub-cub entertains two low walls and the computer monitor it deserves, but the exposure to the outside world is what lowers its real estate value.  I sit every day with my back to the door, and the vulnerability is taxing; I know that only a coward would ambush me from behind, but the prospect of a Swingline stapler attack is valid cause for concern. 

 

On a more feasible note, though, I think the inhabitant of the “doormat” cubicle has far too many responsibilities.  Like when UPS, Fed-Ex, and all those other short-shorted creatures of the day show up: I’m ALWAYS the guy who signs for packages!  I’ve tried every excuse—even feigned a stylus allergy—but I seldom escape throwing down the ole’ John Hancock.

 

If you find yourself in a similarly compromising position, I can offer but one nugget of advice: build thick skin, and even thicker deltoid muscles.  For there will always be an officemate who enjoys giving pats on the back, and you know who his easiest target is. 

 

Peace, Love, and Personalized Media.

 

-John the Intern

  

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