Monday, June 29, 2009

Worth it for a funny?

Work life is a bit complicated right now. Basically, on July 1st, the Old Boss will be stepping aside and New Boss will take over. Old Boss is a bit of a jokester and has mentioned that it might be appropriate that day for everyone to show up in t-shirts and shorts and flip flops and send New Boss email requests for bizarre changes in work schedules and personal use of office equipment, and everything we can think of to throw him off for the day.

Wouldn't it be hilarious to send him a 1-line email that says, "I'm pregnant!" and just leave it at that?

He does know that I have infertility so he could write that off as another joke and I could just let him continue to think it's a joke. Or I'm seriously playing with fire here and it has bad idea written all over it.

Probably the latter.

Yes, probably not worth potentially outing myself before I am comfortable. However, I really do need to discuss this with him in the near future. Also, I've become increasingly bothered by our birthday lunch celebrations and the lack of food safety, it's gross, really, (we have a kitchen and cook a whole big meal and hand washing is not well observed) and another one will be in a couple of weeks and I have no idea how to be un-noticeably absent that day. Maybe he could help me form a cover up if he understood the situation. I don't know, but I'm kinda desperate. I'm sure I'll find a way to get through it. sigh....

2 comments:

Celia said...

I am lucky, my work already knows I am a germaphobe and never eat communal food. EVER. EW. Or buffets. EWWWWWW

Good luck, I would just be totally harsh and tell em it's gross not to practice good food safety- but I admit to being a paranoid a-hole about that.

birdsandsquirrels said...

I am a paranoid a-hole about food safety too, ever since I took a food microbiology class in college. I HATE potlucks. My stupid last job had them all the f-ing time and I hated to be rude, but I just wouldn't eat the food.
That's another reason why I hate eating at the in laws house. Ever since MIL tried to serve a bag of lettuce that was ten days past its expiration date (I saw the bag with my own eyes). Their refrigerator is packed full of old crap that they NEVER throw away.