#workplace chronicles

[little-pondhead]

My boss: *whispering shit about this one guy who told us last minute about an event and then physically showed up a hour before said event and demanded we move half the equipment to another spot*

Me: *frantically nodding and trying to read his social cues cause I can’t hear what he’s saying*

[little-pondhead]

Boss: hey I’m sending over some files from the director, and you need to work with two teens who you’ve barely met to get it done and also this whole thing will be submitted for some awards during the next school year have fun :)

Me:

IT’S NOT EVEN NOON!!

[dxmichelle]

Let’s see. So far on this Tuesday that I shouldn’t be working...but instead pulling a double....

1. Got stuck in the rx.

2. Dropped a twin pack of NyQuil on my toe.

3. Rx numbers are in the toilet, so the night is going great...

4. Nearly choked on my sandwich while typing this out.

5. Don’t get off until 10pm...4.5 hours from this posting.

I wish I was home writing.

[mo-mosa]

What happens:

Girls: compliment me

Guys: ask me out

What I want to happen:

Girls: compliment me + ask my out

Guys: don’t talk to me

[ensnaring-birdcages]

If you don't monetarily support your staff doing the Certified Archivist exam, then you don't actually support your staff doing the Certified Archivist exam.

[ensnaring-birdcages]

So we're doing a Morbid Madness with a bunch of weird causes of death that we've found created by yours truly.

[ensnaring-birdcages]

#archivesshelfie featuring Missouri State Penitentiary records, Amelia the Archives Armadillo, and Kim who is apparently our Resident Creep of the Stacks. (at Missouri State Archives)

[ensnaring-birdcages]

Highlight of our White Elephant Gift Exchange was our 92 year old volunteer, Charlie yelling “Who the fuck is David Archuleta?”