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Home » Archives » November 2007 » My Life at Wernham Hogg

11/28/2007: "My Life at Wernham Hogg"

music: we are on a road to nowhere we are on a road to nowhere HEEHHH HEEHHH

A few weeks ago WIRED MAGAZINE posted the winners of their Saddest Cubicle Contest . I found this contest to be quite depressing and in an effort to entertain myself I decided to "let things go" a bit in my own office. Don't try to comprehend the logic behind that one, I surely can't.

Trust me, what you are about to see is NOT pretty and took a lot of effort on my part (well, not really). If you're wondering what my co-workers think, well, they never really ccome to visit me in my dark cave, but those who do brave the barrier between the haves and the have-nots always find something delightfully witty to say (the worst of which was "looks like Hurricane Katrina came here as well" [I shit you not]). As long as I get my job done and laugh at their jokes, it's all good.

Now, these pictures were taken a few weeks ago at what must have been the peak of my disorder. Fortunately an editing session with a director arose a few days later and I had to quickly get my shit togther. The office was spotless for a while (the weekend that I wasn't there), and then shit got really busy again (i.e. Monday came) and right now it's pretty much back to the original sad state of affairs.

A guided tour (you may want to sit down for this):

A peak into my world



Now you've officially crossed the border



The actual workspace



It never occurs to me to get 2 mousepads.



There's a DVD player hiding somehere in this picture (it's near the remote)



Someone asked for a fire wire cable that morning. I never bothered to close the box and push it back.


I know what you're thinking - "Those are expensive couches, why on earth would you put anything on them?" The truth of the matter is, people throw their shit on my couches ALL THE FUCKING TIME, including the sweaty tushies (can I say tushies?)



Why the hell are my sunglasses on the floor? Man, that really angers me now. Actually you probably can't see them.



Hmmm . . . the trash can's pretty empty, there's a wedding invitation on the floor and why are there a pair of pliers next to a champagne glass with actual champagne in it?



Actually, this looks pretty clean. Yes, I do keep a 7 inch of ALL MY FRIENDS in my office to give the appearance that I keep it real.



Like I said before, the current office condition has not deviated much from these picutres. Living like a slob does get tiresome after a while and I do "plan" on cleaning all this stuff up sometime soon. Definitely before my yearly review, which is next summer, ha ha ha.

Now you have the "Before" pictures. The over/under on when the "After" pictures get posted is Christmas.