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mixing markers December 31, 2008

Posted by That Guy in Overheard.

Here’s a little something lighter to close out 2008, CorporateSpeak’s inaugural year.

A friend of The Speak* — let’s call her Chicken — works for the government of one of the 50 United States. We chat via IM pretty much all day (on and off; it doesn’t occupy my entire day, and besides, I only have so many good stories before I start repeating myself).

She recently sent me this:

Chicken: i just aspent 10 minutes separationg out “used” markers from “fresh” markers for my boss
Chicken: she doesnt want them to mix anymore
Chicken: she freaked out over sharpies the other day
Chicken: because someone had taken ours
Chicken: someone who works with us
Chicken: she yelled at me because i “let” him

She went on in that vein for a while. We tend to blow off steam by chatting back and forth in this fashion, complaining about what’s going on at our respective offices, and commenting on the general stupidity of people.

A few years ago, I worked in an industry that depended on writing on things with red Sharpie markers. It was almost impossible to find said markers, which is why I tended to buy my own and keep them in my bag, and put only one in my cubby in the production suite where I tended to work on my marker-related projects. It was always amusing to see just how long people had to spend going around the building trying to find either a red marker or an unlocked supply cabinet. (It was a 24-hour shop and I worked more frequently when the sun was down than when it was up.)

In my last year there, we transitioned to a computerized system that precluded the need for red markers. Many sighs of relief were heaved. Apparently Chicken’s office still is on that old system.


From all of us** at CorporateSpeak to all of you*** who read this blog, have a safe and happy new year. Don’t drink and drive. And if you’re in the unfortunate position of having to come to work on Friday January 2, don’t worry; there’ll be a fresh blog post here for you, just like usual. But I’m taking tomorrow off. It’s one of the Seven Major Holidays, after all.


* That’s what some of my friends here at work call it so it doesn’t get out that I write this blog. I probably wouldn’t last very long if it did, despite not sharing any privileged secrets.

** All of us? There’s just me, really.

*** According to my stats software, about 20 or 30 people a day. Tell your friends.



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