We all have our protocol quirks in my office.
-Proper phone etiquette is a biggie. (I always tell people to have a nice day when I say my professional tidings.)
-Being more streamlined. (this is all the Professional.)
-Getting our deadlines done. (I think most people want this.)
-Not having a break-room full of ants (sane people.)
-Refilling the water for the Keurig (People who don’t want the world to end. My boss wants coffee.)
-Getting prints at a good quality (the printer is my nemesis )
-Using the tri-pod to take project photos (Ahem, Professional)
-Not having enough bullet points (it seems like enough, now :) )
And well now I know one of my new desk mates big professional gripes… incorrectly folding invoices:
So remember when you send us stuff, and you want Amber to not be mad… tri-fold it like you mean it.
Does anybody else have a serious office procedural quirk? Or just how you think things should be done? Are we just crazy in this office?
The world may never know.
♥Lauren
My workplace is equally crazy, Lauren.
We have to use clear plastic bags to transport our belongings in and out of the hotel. I use a comforter bag in order to accommodate my books, uniforms and food. I look like I’ve just been released from the hospital.
The working world rocks, right?
Oh wow. Is that clear bag thing so you don’t leave with 200 lbs. of conditioner?
I carry a totebag and a purse into my work. And usually my purse is another totebag.
I’m not exactly in the market for conditioner: I have virtually no hair!
Well you could always sell it on the shampoos black market. To people who desperately love sample sized products. There has to be a market for that… and your hotel knows it :)
I’m afraid I don’t have the edge for the black market lifestyle!
Smile while coddling co-workers with Munchausen Syndrome, and don’t spent too much time crying in the bathroom because you hate your job. ;)
You always know what to say…
Also, bonus… I haven’t cried at work in months.
However last week while out with friends I talked about work and burst into tears… when I was asked about work. How can you love what you do, but hate who you have to spend time with?!?!!