Today I attended what could very well have been the longest meeting in the history of human existence without a bathroom break or any leftover Halloween candy. I think there should be a Constitutional amendment requiring that people cough up some SweeTarts if they're going to hold four hour meetings the day after Halloween. Not to mention, it's the first day of NaBloPoMo. People. Cut to the chase already. I've got a blog post to write.
Normally, I'm the sort of employee that can sit in a meeting all day. First, because I don't care. Some people get stressed about work that's back at their desk waiting for them. Not me. Because, truth be told, the work will still be there when I get back. It's not like it's going to do itself. And if it did, would that really be such a bad thing?
I also sort of enjoy meetings. In my mind, if I'm not sitting in my office, I'm practically on break. And there are people to chat with at meetings. I enjoy getting paid to sit around chatting. Today I surveyed the room on children's Halloween costumes. For the record, lots of Spidermans out there last night. Good to know.
On top of being the only person I know that actually enjoys meetings, I'm also the sort of person in favor of wearing Halloween costumes to work. Generally no one in my office dresses up. I decided to wear my bumble bee costume to work anyway. In a staff meeting the day before my boss' boss' boss actually encouraged us to. Only I guess I was the only one that actually felt encouraged because no one else dressed up. And I was wearing sparkly antennae on my head. So it was noticeable is what I'm saying.
I can't decide if dressing up is a positive or a negative in the office. My costume wasn't over the top. It was cute and fun while still office appropriate and professional. I think maintaining your sense of humor as you go up the career ladder is attractive. It makes you seem human and likable and someone people enjoy being around. I think it says let's get the job done but have a good time doing it. Besides, it's not like I came dressed as a hooker. Which you might think sort of goes without saying except a girl once did that in my office. Wacko.
I totally wish she sat near me.