It’s true. I’m one of those people who opens up an email and commentates on each and every one as if sitting in a movie theater rating previews.
“Gah, what does she mean by that? Let me send her another email asking her…”
“Oh, that’s perfect! Glad they rescheduled that meeting. There was no way I was going to make that.”
“YAY! Office happy hour on Friday. Did you get that e-vite?”
Before you think I’m asking myself questions and answering them out loud, I want you to know that I’m not that crazy. Questions like the last one are usually directed to my cubemate, who, like most friends accompanying me to a movie, don’t want to be bothered by banter.
I can’t blame them! I hate it when someone interrupts my chain of thought at work to tell me something as irrelevant as Taylor Swift’s latest beau. So, why do I do it? Well, it ends today after this little incident I’d like to share with you:
Me: (Shoveling a handful of peanut M&Ms into my mouth and catching up on email last Monday from over the weekend.) “What?!? They want me to start taking on more projects on other accounts? I’m working overtime as it is! Guess I’ll just need to start bringing a sleeping bag over here since it looks like I’ll be spending my nights in the office.”
Cube neighbor: “Oh, wow, um, I mean, maybe it’s because they’re trying to lesson your load on your previous projects to get you on newer, more exciting ones! Haha, errr… [Nervous chuckle]. Ok, I’m just going to come out with it. It was my idea! I’m sorry, I just thought you really wanted to start working on some of the new projects we were getting. I overheard you talking about it once, so I wanted to get you onboard! If you’re too busy, I totally understand. So sorry!”
Me: [Insert foot in mouth here.]
Just a little advice to my fellow chatterboxes out there.
Wishing you gals a wonderful Monday!