I am a customer service representative at a large, independently owned insurance agency.
I obviously have forgotten anything I thought I knew about blog writing because an opening sentence is supposed to draw the reader in, not make you want to gouge your eyes out with a letter opener.
Well, as dreadful as it was to read that first sentence, imagine the crawling, unnameable horror of actually living it Monday through Friday 8:30 am to 5:00 pm (with an hour for lunch) for over ten years. Actually, don’t imagine it. I like you and would hate to see you to recoil in terror before the Lovecraftian visions of my daily, fresh hell.
To brighten my day, and make my mood less stabby, I decorate my cubicle with objects that are pleasing to my eye. I have colorful push-pins, pictures, dog themed calendar, Hellboy and this motivational poster:
(Click on the picture to see others like this at despair.com.)
I also have Rubberband Ball, who has been with me for about three years now.
He sits in a small foam chair right underneath my monitors (I have two monitors cause I’m from the future). I used to blog about him occasionally and post pictures of him in various outfits I made him. Yes outfits. This is what I do when I am bored at work. I use office supplies to dress up my rubberband ball.
I’ve also dressed him up for holidays.
I think I’ve gone about as far as I can with my little rubber friend, though. I need a new distraction. Maybe I can make Hellboy some friends and pose them in mock battle scenes around my desk. Or, maybe I can experiment with making animals out of binder clips. Or, maybe I can find a job that fulfills me so I don’t have to rely on silly toys to get me through the day. Yeah. One day . . .