At work, we have these organizer things for our mail (they look sort of like this one). If you're not inclined to click on the link, it's basically a set of slots that can be labeled with a person's name. Each one is assigned to a person, so everyone know where their mail arrives.
It makes sense; there's a bunch of us, so you need a way to sort all of the potential mail we get. I don't actually get very much mail at work, but the number is more than zero, so it needs a way to arrive in my hands in a sane way. It's also faster to drop it all off there, rather than personally visiting each and every person to hand-deliver mail. All in all, the system makes sense to me.
However, the one thing I hadn't accounted for is that some of these things are rather tall. What's more, they will also put them on a table or piece of furniture, so that no one has to squat down to reach their mail slot. This is nice and all, but after some recent shifts in where people sit, my slot got moved up a few slots. My slot is now high enough that I can't just glance at it as I walk by, I have to stand on my tip-toes to peek my head into the slot.
This isn't so much upsetting as it is amusing. I mean, I'm not getting a growth spurt any time soon, so this is what I've got to roll with. Also, I've been working at this particular company for years upon years, and this is the first time this has been a thing. I figure this is more exceptional than a problem with either me or the mail system. So, instead, I just picture what it must look like for other people as I walk by, stand on my tip-toes as I'm walking, and then keep walking. Imagine something like prairie dogs popping up as I walk by, and you'll probably understand why I'm so amused at the whole thing.
I've yet to have anyone say anything to me, but I suspect it's coming. Let's just hope they get as much of a laugh out of it as I do.
It makes sense; there's a bunch of us, so you need a way to sort all of the potential mail we get. I don't actually get very much mail at work, but the number is more than zero, so it needs a way to arrive in my hands in a sane way. It's also faster to drop it all off there, rather than personally visiting each and every person to hand-deliver mail. All in all, the system makes sense to me.
However, the one thing I hadn't accounted for is that some of these things are rather tall. What's more, they will also put them on a table or piece of furniture, so that no one has to squat down to reach their mail slot. This is nice and all, but after some recent shifts in where people sit, my slot got moved up a few slots. My slot is now high enough that I can't just glance at it as I walk by, I have to stand on my tip-toes to peek my head into the slot.
This isn't so much upsetting as it is amusing. I mean, I'm not getting a growth spurt any time soon, so this is what I've got to roll with. Also, I've been working at this particular company for years upon years, and this is the first time this has been a thing. I figure this is more exceptional than a problem with either me or the mail system. So, instead, I just picture what it must look like for other people as I walk by, stand on my tip-toes as I'm walking, and then keep walking. Imagine something like prairie dogs popping up as I walk by, and you'll probably understand why I'm so amused at the whole thing.
I've yet to have anyone say anything to me, but I suspect it's coming. Let's just hope they get as much of a laugh out of it as I do.
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