Sunday, January 20, 2008

I'm certain that Hell only exists from 9 to 5

Hi, I'm Caleb and my wife is a blogaholic. I'm not sure I like the idea of piggybacking off her blog. It's kinda like climbing the rope in gym; I feel a little too exposed in front of a group of girls and I can only imagine the awkward ways that I might get burned.

Yes, I go to work for 39 hours and 25 minutes a week.
No, I do not like it.
Why 39:25 you say?
Answer: We round to the nearest quarter hour, so 7:53 counts as 8. (for those looking for the calculator on the computer, 7 minutes a day for 5 days a week)
Isn't that dishonest?
Answer: No, dishonesty would be the soul-sucking I receive for 7 hours and 53 minutes day with little compensation and no benefits in return.

Example (actual conversation):
Boss: "Caleb, never throw anything away."
What I actually hear: "I am the king of impossible demands and the earth will one day be my cesspool"
My actual reply: "Sure, no problem."
What my reply meant: "I have thrown away everything for the past six months and no one has noticed so why stop now?"
Boss: "Great, 'cause this is really important."
What Boss was probably thinking: "Great, 'cause people blame the shambles of my company on my overwhelming incompetence but it is more likely due to Caleb throwing away precious paperwork."
Me: Nod
Thinking: "come on 4:53."

3 comments:

Wendy said...

You are officially the coolest person I know. Don't tell Greg I said that..... ;)

Matt said...

Caleb,

That is nuts. You are officially Jim Halpert. I too have crazy office time keeping. I can show up to work any time between 7 and 9 in the morning. I must leave 8 1/2 hours later to the minute. So, when Cheryl calls me in the middle of the day (for the 10th time; can you blame her? Who would want to spend all day with hell-boy Garret) and asks me what time I'm getting off work, I check the sign in book (yes, we must actually put our signature on paper as to when we signed in), and say, "I get off at 3:52." Three-fifty-TWO. And I must sign out at that time. No exceptions. No staying late to try to impress the boss.

Matt Schoss

Lori said...

welcome, caleb, welcome to world of blogging. i can already tell this is going to be fun. :) i'll have to make sure and let van in on your new little adventure..