- Women here laugh a lot. It is sort of refreshing, actually. One of them gets to laughing so hard (almost daily) that the rest of them can't help but laugh. It is hard to feel the pressure of impending deadlines, which is an unfortunate norm in the advertising industry, when everyone in the office is laughing and only one person really knows why. One thing that I know gets her going is beavis and butthead style reaction to people inadvertently saying an "inappropriate" word like doodoo...as in "One of the things I do do at work is..."
- We have several women who smell nice. I can tell who came into work based solely on the fragrance that wafts in my general direction when the door swings shut.
- Many women in the office need candy fixes. Especially in the afternoon. There are a handful of candy jars around, and they have to be filled up every other day. The strange thing is, most girls in this office will not eat from their own candy jar. They fill it up for the other women in the office, but when it is time for their fix, they seek out another candy jar. Grass is greener sort of thing, perhaps? Who knows?
- There are several women here who have noticed something I do, remembered, and then gifted me something at a completely random and unexpected time. For my example I will use my love of dark chocolate. When I remember, I will buy a couple of bars and store them in the fridge. After lunch I eat 2 squares so that in a week, the bar is gone. Multiple times I have had someone bring me a bar or individually wrapped squares of specialty chocolate simply because they knew I would like it. Dudes do not do these sorts of things. To take this phenomenon to a weird place (and you know how much I like bathroom humor), I am pretty sure 90% of the females in the office know the three dudes bathroom schedule. Maybe not, but it definitely seems plausible.
- This is probably grossly inaccurate, but it feels like to me many women cannot spell. We have at least 4 women here who yell across the office for strange words for me to spell for them. I think it has gotten to the point where they will encounter a difficult word and yell it out just to test me. The word I got earlier today was "chotchkies". Honestly, I was surprised when I spelled it right.
- The small talk does not feel like small talk when a woman is involved. For instance, each Monday I come in I get questions about my weekend. And they pay attention to my answer, comment, and generally act like they are interested in whatever it is I have to say. Occasionally the same conversation will occur in the kitchen between me and one of the other dudes, and unless it is about sports, the conversation feels totally forced and awkward. And there are times when I will go into the kitchen and not say a thing to the other dude in there. But when a woman walks in the kitchen she will have a meaningful and relevant conversation with whoever is in the kitchen.
- Women talk about hair and they talk about The Bachelor. I have gotten good at tuning out The Bachelor talk because the lack of substance is easy to ignore. However, I sometimes find myself listening to the hair conversations. I recently learned how to make a sock bun, and watched as 8 women stood in line the next morning with their socks ready for a demonstration from the previous morning's discussion. Oddly, this was the second job where I have over-heard the sock bun conversation.
- Women here do not adhere to routine. For instance, any particular woman in this office will arrive to work at a different time each morning, spanning from an hour early to an hour late. The three dudes get to work at the same time each morning with a plus/minus error of five minutes tops. And when a dude misses this plus/minus, their entire day is thrown off. This same phenomenon occurs with lunch. Me and the dudes go through our same daily routine without fail. The women in the office will try and bring a lunch, but that does not mean they are going to eat it. They may decide to go out for food, or they may forget to eat altogether.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
105) A Female Office - From A Male's Perspective
I work in an office of only women. Actually, there are a couple of dudes mulling about, but we do well to stay quiet and out of the way. Following is a couple of things I notice day to day that are worth mentioning:
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First of all, I spell it "tchotchkes." Second of all, it's not WOMEN who can't spell, it's young(er) people. They don't need to, because autocorrect has made us all dumber.
The sock bun is definitely A Thing, and our routines vary because there are an infinite number of things that can go horriby wrong in our getting ready routine compared to the average dude.
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