Who Stole My Lunch?

Today I emailed my entire office regarding my stolen lunch. Being the new kid in town, I was a bit worried that it would not be taken nicely.
Then again, someone eating your lunch is mean.

Here's what I wrote to my coworkers:
"Dear All Staff-
Would you eat a homemade PB+J with a bite already taken out of it? If you’re hungry enough to eat my left over rice, with no regard for the fact that I put my initials on it and probably my own germs since it’s leftovers, then leave a note and say your sorry.

Nothing stinks like a Monday with a minuscule lunch because someone else got the munchies and didn’t want to spend their own money or take the time to get food for themselves.

The Disgruntled Designer"

To describe- I went out for lunch last Thursday with coworkers. I came back with a half a bowl's worth of Jambalaya. Looking forward to it on Monday, I opened my box that was marked with my initials and Voila! there's 75% gone! You can even see the spices from where the food used to be. First off I was mad. And hungry. Then I was grossed out because someone left me leftovers from my leftovers. And it wasn't like individual pieces of food like french fries. Someone had to dig their fork in that had already been in their mouth over and over as they consumed my food. After I had already done that.... so yuck.

But on the lining of the cloud, several coworkers came forward to offer their snack food to me and gripe on the fact that some one is doing this habitually (it wasn't just me that was stolen from and it's been a longer term problem.) How nice to know!

Can't we all just be adults?!
Come on anonymous lunch stealer.....

Now Firing

Is it a warning sign when the director of finding sponsors gets canned because of budget cuts?

More thoughts on this later.
CM

How Not to Get to Work On Time

Lesson #2 Commuting is hazardous to your relationship

First, put your husband's car keys on your key chain.
Then drive an hour to work.
Begin to pull into the parking garage and have him call you to ask where his keys are.
Look at your key chain and say "f*!#."
Call him back and ask if he has a spare key.
Have him tell you that he does. And it's in his car.
Drive an hour back home and hand off the keys.
Sigh.
Drive back to work. Shake your head at the snafu and you're finally at work.

CM

The First Real Commute

After getting married and moving to Bloomington, Indiana- I increased my commute time from 30 minutes to 55 miles in an hour and a half. It's all for the guy! I start my carpool next week.
There's this awesome thing called flex time that I'm being introduced to and can't wait to take advantage of: we have seasonal hours where those who have accrued comp time can take FRIDAY OFF! Details eventually.

I'm loving the new set up at work. I've entered the world of the cubicle and, boy, is it nifty having cloth walls that I can decorate :-)

I also have the best computer in the company- a Mac G5 Pentium Tower. Yum! Not to mention CS3. w00t! check us out at our website: www.musicforall.org


More to come on how I handle the fright of knowing there are a ton of projects looming but having no idea how to start them, or perhaps even what they are! I meet the rep from our printing company today. That should help ease some anxieties.

Until then, back to playing with color schemes for embroidered patches
and picking photos for giant banners.
CM

Chapter 2: The Awakening

HIRED

I start my new position at Music For All, Inc. (www.musicforall.org) on July 2. My title is Graphic Design Specialist. More to come as this opportunity to pair my passions unfolds.

All I can say is that I'm a firm believer in volunteer work benefiting others. But I never knew it would become the reason I found a job. I volunteered at the Broad Ripple Art Fair in Indy in May. I volunteered for Music For All in February with their National Festival. I saw a Music for All table at the art fair, stopped to say hi and discovered as the two volunteers conversed that MFA was looking for a graphic designer. I was looking for a job. Information was exchanged. A few emails later and an impromptu interview, I was offered the position. What a great match of my interests and personality. Honestly, it's the 180 I needed. And a compensation package to match most of my worth. Still hard to commute from Bloomington but it's something I might be able to do in a carpool. Details later but if you're well employed or seeking a job- VOLUNTEER! You never know when who you'll help- it might even help you!