So I'm sitting in my office at 9:30 at night working because I have so much shit to do I am stressed out of my little treehouse, and a certain senior colleague drops by and makes himself comfortable on the edge of my desk.
"Hey, you know what's fun?" he asked. "If you're working in the evening, and you need to take a little break?"
"What?"
"Well, you can go next door to the linguistics library, and do a bit of tidying. It's in a terrible state! And you know, with the budget cuts and all, we had to stop paying someone to organise it. So if we all just shelve a few books here and there when we're tired of working, it'll get back in shape in no time!"
He beamed at me. "You know what I did last night?" he continued. "When I'd shelved some books and tidied the tables, I chose a section, and I re-alphabetised it! Would you believe: someone had shelved Jones after Joseph, and Jenkins before Jamison! Anyway, I've done I–K, so feel free to take any of the other sections when you get a moment."
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Ah yes, people asking me to work for free: must be Wednesday
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6 Comments:
Wow. Dude has no life.
I think it has now become obvious why they asked to catalog any weapons you keep in your office - so they can identify the killer from the wounds on the bodies of the dead brainless academics...
dude, your department is weird.
I think the first problem with him is his use of the word "fun". How is that fun?
Oh. Dear. Lord.
That guy must think you are very gullible or he just doesn't get social interactions involving humans.
Talk to me! (You know you want to!)