For 8 hours a day I am confined to my office with the following kooky coworkers:
Doris: As my supervisor she is in charge of delegating most of her work to me. She has been kind enough to order me things like a nameplate, nametag, company shirt, business cards, an ergonomically correct chair, and new-fangled computer accessories. I can’t complain too much about her, after all, she is a fellow IMDBer. I never let on that I know what she’s up to, and hopefully she’ll do the same for me.
Jody: Director and mid-life mom. She’s a busy woman and has yet to find out that I’m equal parts troublemaker and angel.
Theo: Assistant Director and all around kind man. He is meticulous and generous. He posts sage advice on our intra-office website and buys me fatty foods. What’s not to love?
Shirley: Assistant Director and baker extraordinaire. This woman has aspirations of baking perfect pastries and bounteous bread. Let’s just hope she brings in lots of samples!
Dave: Coworker and rocker-hopeful. We spend inordinate amounts of time together and I try very hard sometimes to pretend I can’t see him. It’s nothing personal. Sometimes I just need Girl Friday time, and I can’t help it if I crave it most when I’m on the job.
And in the adjoining offices…
Lauren: Coworker and fellow scarf junky. She likes the office set at a toasty 72 degrees. I just wish I had more of a reason to hang out in there.
Jake: Coworker with a pension for phrases like Couples Yoga and Raw Foods. He hearts Prince just a little too much, and someday soon I suspect he will show up in a Raspberry Beret.
Nancy: Coworker and soon-to-be medical student. Too smart for stapling, that’s for sure. I’ll miss her when she’s gone!
Sara: Coworker and probable “lifer.” She’s a great girl to work with—dedicated and knowledgeable—but I don’t get a sense that she has dreams. How does she get up in the morning? I vow to find out more. I have to believe there is something beneath the surface.
Nancy K: When she’s not busy caring for the next generation, she’s breaking bones while doing triple-triple combinations on the ice. A great lunch date and a treat to talk to during a rough day.
Suzie Q: Long lost Mouseketeer? I think so! She’s all about the real OC, laughing at my jokes, and offering enough respite for me to make it through the week.
Julia J: Has one of the most awkward love stories to tell! She was a wedding crasher (sort of) and had two brothers fighting over her, their sister hating her before the first date took place, and the groom’s brother running a distant third. If I hadn’t forced her to open up, I would have continued hating her and her scrawny arms.