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January, 2013

  1. I Don’t Like Talking About My Personal Life At Work

    January 8, 2013 by Lady Unemployed

    Whoa, that’s a long title.

    But I must be honest. I hate discussing my personal life at work. I don’t know why.

    Okay, it doesn’t help that I’m broke, single, and don’t own a car.

    But overall, even the stuff I do end up doing, I don’t want to discuss.

    Does anyone else feel this way?

    I worked around a guy – let’s call him John – that never talked about his personal life. One time I was eating lunch with a bunch of people and this girl said, “You know, I think John leads a really boring life. I feel bad for him.”

    All of this was based on the fact that he didn’t share who he was, I can only assume.

    I am hoping I come across more mysterious than boring.


    I think I should start thinking mysterious thoughts and wearing sunglasses indoors at work.

    Or lying my ass off.


  2. Monday Work Rant – Come Rant With Me

    January 7, 2013 by Lady Unemployed

    Does anyone have a good day on Monday?

    Well, mine for sure started crappy. But instead of b*tching about mine, how is your day going?

    Did someone curse you out? Forget to make the coffee? Demean, undermine, berate you? Or has it just been a bad day overall? Anything, I want to know.

    Comment below and let’s commiserate together.


  3. Work Coffee and The Austin Powers Penis Pump

    January 5, 2013 by Lady Unemployed

    Yes, the two relate. Just stick with me.

    I have been wondering about why work coffee tastes so bad. It’s always tasted awful. No matter what job I have worked at.

    My first job out of high school didn’t really have a coffee machine. It was one of those instant coffee makers that give you heartburn, gas, and indigestion.

    My second company had a coffee maker, but they made Folgers. FOLGERS. I can’t drink that stuff. I just can’t.

    The next company I worked at was my college (I had a mentor job). And there wasn’t really a coffee machine, so I just bought mine all the time.

    Then, my job that inspired this blog, did have a coffee machine, and even had name brand coffee…still awful.

    Finally, I asked a coworker (male) about this and he explained, “This is why I bring my own personal French Press to work. It makes the best coffee. Although it reminds me of the penis pump from Austin Powers.”


    And now at work, I am aware of what it would take for me to make the good coffee thanks to that conversation. Yet, if there ever was a chance for me to enjoy the good French Press coffee at work, it’s ruined now. Because all I would be thinking about was the fact that I was bringing in something that looked like a penis pump.


    It’s grown especially awkward because about three or four women I work with have these individual penis pumps French Press coffee makers. I am dying to say something or at least joke about what I was told, but I figured it would be a horrible idea.

    Which is why I blogged about it.

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