Office Politics

I worked for a top 5 life insurance company in the underwriting department for 5 years. It was fun except that I had to supervise eight women. That's never fun. Especially when we all started to cycle together. Good times! It didn't help that we didn't have offices per say. We had those stupid little cubicles with the half walls. My boss was an ignorant man. He would stand on the other side of my half wall and pick his nose. I don't mean inconspicuously, I mean like he was bordering on touching his brain. He would pull out his finger and proceed to check out what treasures his finger bestowed. I would have to try to hold a conversation while watching this and secretly wretching. Whenever I had to handle any files that he had touched I would immediatly wash, no scrub, my hands. I don't deal well with my own boogers, let alone booger boy's.

Now that I work with my stepdad, I spend a lot of time alone at work. I do miss the days of me entertaining people. I was well known throghout the building for using gummy bears to recreate the Kama Sutra and having my boss catch me. God, I miss being funny. I don't miss my panty hose problems. The crotch was either hanging to my knees or I had baggy ankles. Dead sexy! I was good for a laugh.

Anywho, I don't get to deal much with people in person and when I do it's almost always men. Normally this would be a good thing. Today was a different story. My stepdad takes me to lunch every day. It's usually nothing fancy. We usually have the soup and salad bar at the local bar. Today we decided to go to the local sandwich shop. This is not like a Subway. It's a real dive and I have yet to see any woman besides myself eat there. I found out today why. The owner is a member of Alcoholics Anonymous with my stepdad and it seems that most of the group hangs out there all day drinking coffee. Today I was bombarded with ten horny old men talking about how at the bakery they get the girls wearing short skirts to reach up onto the high shelves. They even went so far as to go into detail about the length and color of her attire. I felt invisible and wished I was. I mean if they weren't all over 60, it might have been hot. I felt all dirty like I needed a shower after lunch.

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