Since getting a new Receptionist/Office Manager at work things have been going…. downhill.
The other week a roof tile fell in and all the toilets flooded. I know it seems like this probably wasn’t the Office Manager’s fault but when the problem was reported to her and she simply replied with ‘Oh, I’ll see if I can call someone’ while the tiles were collapsing and toilet water was flooding out into the hallway and down the elevator shaft….. well, you know.
For some of our more delicate employee’s the simple change from free clementines and tangerines to full blown, fuck-off oranges has been…. traumatic to say the least.
Here was CW2’s run in with his first office orange:
God, I can’t peel this at all.
Oh for god’s sake it’s covered in the white stuff. I hate the white stuff.
I still haven’t peeled it and I’m getting juice everywhere.
I’ve got juice down me.
I’ve got juice in my keyboard.
Oh, buzzin’! I’ve got a segment!!
…. I just got stabbed in the face with a seed…
I don’t even like oranges…
I’ve got orange juice in my eye!!
And finally, we closed this event with CW2 choking on his orange before giving up and declaring his hatred for the office fruit.