Okay, this tea probably can’t make you and your coworkers get along better, but it sounds pretty tasty regardless.
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Okay, this tea probably can’t make you and your coworkers get along better, but it sounds pretty tasty regardless.
[Via Perpetual Kid]
Danny McBride, aka Kenny Powers on Eastbound and Down (the show every dude in my life is obsessed with) talked to Nerve.com to give sex advice to some of their erstwhile readers. Among his deep thoughts:
I hooked up with my coworker while drunk at an office party, but I’m not interested in dating her. What should I do now?
Kind of too late. You already took a shit where you eat, homeboy. That’s not a good thing. Just ride out the awkwardness. See how weird it’ll get, and maybe she’ll quit. Make things weirder. Push it a little. Maybe send flowers to her from an anonymous person. Just start coming off like a stalker.
It’s nice to know that he and I agree on something.
What do chick flicks have to teach you about work? Lots, like “don’t take your bad day out on your cat” (Breakfast at Tiffany’s) and “never cry at the office” (A League of Their Own). – Flavorwire
A quarter of women in the UK say they hate nicknames at the office. The most hated nicknames include “love,” “babe,” and “hon.” – The Daily Mail
Is it a good idea for a boss to play a joke on his employees by bringing a “poop cake” into the office? The answer is always, always “No.” – The Stir
Not getting enough sleep, combined with working late, makes for unproductive employees. If you need be, I’ll be napping under my desk. – Huffington Post
The Black Cloud, The Feeder, The Jezebel. No, they’re not pro wrestlers – they’re some of the coworkers you should never, ever be friends with. – Lemondrop
The Grateful Dead have a lot to teach us, and not just about drugs. They’re great managers! – The Atlantic
One upside of the recession? Failure doesn’t really mean what it used to. Yay? – Newsweek
Has anyone contacted you via Facebook claiming to offer you a job? Like most things on the internet, it’s probably a scam. – BizJournals
For some reason I have yet to figure out, Real Housewife of DC and White House party crasher Michaele Salahi has a personal assistant. – Monsters & Critics
One of my favorite Lyle Lovett songs is “They Don’t Like Me,” which is about Julia Roberts’ parents. (She’s in Eat Pray Love now. Topical!) Some dude on Youtube used the song as accompaniment to a video about his coworkers. Hmmm… I wonder what he’s trying to say…
In Shakespeare’s time, there was a person employed by the theater who had one job and one job only: to be the guy who started clapping. Now, we might recognize the one person in the movie who starts the slow clap, and the claque was his predecessor. Once the claque started clapping, everyone would know that the play was over and start clapping along with him.
In many offices, there’s a corporate culture that keeps people from taking breaks or going out to lunch. Sometimes, it’s in the company guidelines and enforced by higher-ups. In many offices, though, those policies are self-enforced. People convince themselves that they need to eat at their desks and work for long hours, even though there’s no one telling them they have to. That sensibility pervades a culture, and employees wind up policing each other. This was the case at one company where I worked – even though there was no rule about lunches or breaks, nobody ever left their desks, and they would give you really dirty looks if you dared to duck out for fifteen minutes in the middle of the day. This strange behavior had nothing to do with actual workload, but it had everything to do with needing to “look busy” and seem like the hardest worker.
Well, one day I decided not to stand for it anymore. I became the claque. For five straight days, I got up every day at 1:00 PM, left the office without saying a word, had lunch somewhere, and returned half an hour later. Then at 6:30 – the time we were told the day ended for us – I would leave. Even though almost everyone would be done with their work by the end of the day, there was this weird unwritten rule that everyone would just stay there, dicking around on Facebook or whatever, just because no one wanted to be the first to leave. Let’s just say I was more than happy to volunteer to be the first one to leave. Yeah, I probably got called a slacker behind my back, but magically every other coworker in the office would immediately start packing their bags as soon as I got on the elevator.
Sometimes an office needs a claque. Try being yours once in a while – it does a lot to change office culture, even on a tiny level.
Trust falls? Nah. Singing “kumbaya”? Passe. Having a talking stick? Outdated.
One boss in Italy decided that the best way to build office camaraderie and get his employees to bond was to make them walk over hot coals. Alessandro Di Priamo, who is a “motivational trainer for companies” (that’s Italian for “guy who gets paid a bunch of money to make people do stupid bonding exercises and use buzzwords”) had employees at a large Italian real estate agency walk across fire, only to – surprise! – wind up in the hospital with burned feet.
Di Priamo claims he has done this exercise with other companies dozens of times and no one’s ever been hurt before. I would like to offer this up as evidence that forced corporate bonding retreats are, in fact, painful.
Hey, we’ve all called in fake-sick on the occasional Friday in order to get a three day weekend. But one guy turned that into an art form. Howard Dean (no, not the former presidential candidate), a New York State prison employee, took off every single Friday for seventeen years. Seventeen years! This man is either a total prick who was robbing taxpayers of their hard-earned money or – probably more likely – my new hero.
The yearlong investigation discovered that Dean, 64, of upstate Locke, routinely submitted — and supervisors at the Department of Correctional Services regularly approved — deceitful time cards with no clue to the weekly furloughs.
Dean “freely admitted” to playing hooky from the state’s Food Production Center in Rome, the report found.
“This certainly gives new meaning to the phrase ‘casual Fridays,’ ” DiNapoli told reporters yesterday.
“He not only dressed down, he didn’t even bother to show up. Quite simply, this is outrageous.”
Look, I’m all for people doing their jobs and shit, but if he managed to get away with it for as long as Zac Efron has been alive, then he alone can’t be blamed. I’m sorry, but at that point there are a whole lot of fingers to point. All hail Howard Dean!
Hell hath no fury like a woman cheated on, particularly when the woman in question is a beautiful actress with access to your work contact list. Actress Garcelle Beauvais-Nilon found out that her husband, CAA agent Mike Nilon, had been keeping a mistress for the last five years. Rather than try to kill him, she got a much sweeter revenge: she sent an angry email outing her cheating husband to every single agent at CAA. One of them, in turn, forwarded the email to the New York Post.
The e-mail says,”I found out today that MY husband of almost 9 yrs has been having an affair for 5 yrs with some slut in Chicago. I am devastated!!!! And I have been duped!! Our boys don’t deserve this!”
That is harsh. And AWESOME.
Writing on the Huffington Post, Friend of STA Brooke Moreland deftly breaks down the main types of holiday party outfits, what they say about you, and what others will think of you for wearing them. Here are a couple of highlights:
You can view the whole post here.