STORIES: The Office Potluck and my Dumpy Salad!
What do you do when you are 20 years of age, a male and working in an office where you are the only one of your gender? Add to the question the fact that it is the office potluck this week and you have to fully participate or else. It was painful enough to breathe in estrogen-filled air where all the jokes, stories and speech echoed a Lifetime Network movie. Now certain humiliation seemed my destiny for that week.
I worked as an accounting clerk for a main office of a large retailer. The part of my job I liked was finding errors and reporting them to Loss Prevention to the two former cops–i.e. pudgy guys in corduroy jackets. In today’s paperless world it is hard to imagine carbon credit card receipts and miles of register tape being manually reconciled, but indeed that was 1986. With an increasing speed at the 10-key calculator and an eye for irregularities I might make something of myself..well, not really. (more…)
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