Tuesday, November 20, 2007

It should get better.

When I watch shows like "The Office" or "30 Rock", I can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. While life could be somewhat agitating when your co-workers are either idiots or jerks (or both), it does make your job a little more interesting. Now that I work in an office, I find myself searching for that idiot or yearning for the jerk to do something that will make me laugh inwardly. If only one of my coworkers would announce an unnecessary meeting or send me strange emails. My only hope is to just do my job and be self amused. That shining moment of happiness came today when I was inventorying a bookshelf (I'm searching for information about vertebrates and vascular plants) and found a houseplant on one of the shelves. I was so tempted to write in the "regarding" column, a spot reserved for identifying the specific group of vertebrates or vascular plants to which the information found pertains, "vascular plant". Then to scrabble "plant" in the "comments" section. To you, this probably is very mundane (and actually once I wrote it, it became more so to me), but I take joy in these little moments of silliness.

On another note, I finished my work early but I still had to stay until 5. So I went to The New Yorker and discovered what may have been my tuesday savior: they archive. For free. This means that I read about 7 David Sedaris essays that I had not previously seen. I love Sedaris' brand of writing and while his life may be ordinary, I have to say that mine is moreso. I imagined what adventures he described to me. I have never had things stolen from me by a 7 year old girl. I've never hitchhiked. I consider my adventures to be fun and exciting, but I'd have to make a lot out of that silly plant story to be anywhere near Sedaris. The plant would have had to talk to me; or dance; or turn into a slot machine (the most likely option of the three, as slot machines are as common as napkins here).

I think I might start keeping a personal inventory of my logging days. Maybe of the strangest things I've seen. Or of the most common NPS binder in the park. I'll keep you posted.

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