tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413879796435723871.post6013599798783642454..comments2023-10-24T02:02:57.173-07:00Comments on A Caledonian Journey: Get Off My LawnRhianon Jamesonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13627163137265856251noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413879796435723871.post-92186804369056584392015-05-14T16:15:17.957-07:002015-05-14T16:15:17.957-07:00Perhaps, unbeknownst to us, I work for the East Co...Perhaps, unbeknownst to us, I work for the East Coast branch of your office. :)<br /><br />Sadly, the more likely theory is that people can't be bothered to greet colleagues. I know I'm part of the problem - if I really cared, I'd march up to these people I don't know, stick out a hand, and say, "Hi, I'm Rhianon. What's your name?" But still, I'd take a "Yo" in return to my greeting.<br /><br />I haven't heard of any mysterious disappearances from the refrigerator, so I'm fortunate in that regard. In fact, as the photo shows, I wish some of that food <i>would</i> disappear a little more quickly!Rhianon Jamesonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13627163137265856251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413879796435723871.post-61817656828108895982015-05-14T08:12:11.329-07:002015-05-14T08:12:11.329-07:00Yeesh! Are you certain we don't work in the sa...Yeesh! Are you certain we don't work in the same office? I'm pretty sure you just described where I work, minus the federal agency part. My one coworker and I are always bemoaning the fact that no one smiles or says hello in return. I stopped using our refrigerators long ago due to similar space issues. (And, also, the fact that I kept losing food. The last straw was when three quarters of a CPK pizza disappeared and they left behind only a box full of crusts.) If I can't store it in my desk drawer, I either don't eat it or I go out.Kirasha Urqharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04902285612988952948noreply@blogger.com