The Working Girl Blog #25:Pretending to work

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The Working Girl Blog #25:
Pretending to work, or
Don't bother me - I'm too busy to talk to


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I got in early yesterday morning - I was in the office by eight (It's sorta become like a routine lately, this coming to work early, 'Coz I was a little anxious about our project - in a couple of days, it'll be ready for application testing, and then UAT.), so I decided to surf a while and log on to BCTS and my other favorite sites as well as check my email while I waited for the troops to come in. And lo and behold, one of my BCTS friends, whose name I will not mention, was online and logged on in Yahoo. (See, Aunt Andrea? I didn't mention your name... ooops! heehee)

We had a nice morning chatting on Yahoo, talking about this and that, griping and moaning about such and such, about writing on the internet, about internet friends (and other people), about things happening in our individual worlds, about life. It felt a bit like the usual late night chat sessions in the Stardust/BCTS chatroom, except this is like a chatroom for two.

Initially, I thought to log out by nine, as that's when most of the guys in the office check in. But we really got to talking, and we ended up saying goodbye at about eleven. While we were chatting, people would come by and see I'm on the computer, and seeing how wrinkled my brow was and how intense my concentration was on the keyboard, they would just wave hi. Some, especially those with stuff to drop off or forms to sign would come in. I would mime how busy I was so they would just hand the stuff to sign and move on.

I did, however, notice something - most of the guys would just wave, but girls would prefer to come into my office and get a few words in, even if it's just a "good morning" or "how are you?" It's even worse with those I am close to, as they would actually move around and look over my shoulder at what I'm working on. I would then be forced to hit the ALT and Tab keys to switch windows. And seeing it's a boring Excel spreadsheet, they'd just move on, some of them giving me a friendly pat on the shoulder or sometimes buss my cheek.

I don't know if girls have a narrower or shorter concept of personal space or what, or maybe it's all in my head.

It was fun to fake working. Probably more politically correct than painting or filing nails, too.

Anyway, I was in a somewhat foul mood yesterday and was not keen on chatting with the office guys, so I used the trick again later in the day, even adding a few other touches (like opening some folders and pretending to read) or, in the case of some more persistent people, I pretended to be on the phone as well. I got some alone time and, wonder of wonders, I even got to do some work. Hmmm. This faking being busy works. might be a good trick to practice more often.

Coolness.

'K. Am off to the office now for another day of pretending...

   
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