Odd phenomenon #1 and the traveling trophy

I've learned two things from starting this blog.
First, everyone else hates their job too.
Second, I have some serious angst. I really wish I was making some of this up, but it's all true.

My very first day at work I started noticing that I had several copies of different invoices etc. as I was entering them in the computer.

Me: "Funny joke, way to mess with the new guy."

After a few more duplicates: "Kinda funny, but I have seen the Lorax and I know where the wasting of limited resources will eventually get us."

After catching my boss' wife making a copy of a copy and putting them both in my inbox: "This is clearly a personality disorder."

She can't seem to help herself. She gets a form, makes two copies, and gives me one of the copies and the original. She then loses her copy in her personal tornado for the next month. When it resurfaces she makes another copy and gives me both. She makes FEMA look efficient. Now everytime I see her near a copy machine I hear the music that plays when the Wicked Witch of the West goes flying by.

Realizing that our bogus insurance plan will not cover the medication necessary to cure the disorder (Arsenic), I asked my self the most important question in work history: "What Would Jim Do?"

I decided that Jim would fashion a traveling trophy out of paper clips and scotch tape and award it to the individual amongst a secret group of employees who gives the boss' wife a form that would result in me receiving the most copies possible. I have 5 copies of the current tropy holder's time off request for a vacation next July, and my job is in no way related to the granting or tracking of time off.

I'll try to post a picture of the trophy soon. Maybe I'll sell them from my online gift shop.
Stay tuned and keep your "Office" experiences coming.