I spend more time at work that I do my own family. It's true. I would rather it be the other way around, but work is a natural part of life. Well, at least my life. I like to buy things. And since I like to buy things, I have to work. It's a vicious cycle. But, I didn't want to live off my parents forever. Therefore, work became a necessary evil.
With that said, do you ever wondered where people work? Or at least wondered what other people's work looks like? I wonder about other people's work all the time. I mean, we all leave each other for at least 9 hours everyday to go to a mysterious place that no one really ever sees. We talk to each other about our crazy co-workers, but it's almost like those in the working world lead two separate lives. 1 at work and 1 at home. I find it fascinating.
I work in advertising. This information is for all of those who don't know me all that well, but blog stalk me and think that you really know me just by reading my blog. Whatever. I do account management. In lamen terms, that means I talk to the clients and then boss our creative team around. It works out well for me. I guess I just like telling people what to do.
Just yesterday I was in my Creative Directors office looking at an ad he was creating for one of the accounts I work on. I didn't like the font of the headline and so I told him to please change it. He said he had the perfect font and said, "How does "Critter" work for you?" (for those not familiar with font types, "critter" assigns a different bug, insect or small creeping "critter" to each letter of the alphabet... thus creating a visually appealing graphic.) And so he changed it to the "critter" font. It gave me a good laugh.
And today he surprised me with my very own name plate (and by name place I mean a piece of paper with my name printed on it) with my name in the "critter" font. Looks totally professional... don't you think?!
THIS JUST IN: overheard by my office neighbor, Amanda:
"Gosh, Natalie gets a new chair AND a name plate?"
Clearly, I am a favored employee. Don't even get Amanda started on the chairs in the office. According to her, she still has a "pee chair" and she secretly harbors hard feelings for me for getting a new chair before her. Office drama at it's finest.
Anyway, this is where I work:
And this is how I made friends at work:
The traffic flow in my office depends on two things. 1) The quantity of candy I have stocked in my candy jar and 2) The quantity of candy I have stocked in my candy jar. And I thought people came in my office because they liked me :(