If you follow me on Twitter or are a friend of mine on Facebook, you may have heard the news that my great friend and coworker, Kristin, was let go the other day.
After I was done sobbing and lying on the ground in a fetal position and then caressing her chair while building a candlelit shrine to her on the desktop in our cube, I realized something:
MY WORK WIFE WAS GONE.
Now sure, Kristin would go on about politics and her kids and generally shit I didn't care about half the time but we'd go get coffee and make fun of people together, like, all the time.
And now it was gone.
Sensing the urgency to fill this void, I created the following poster:
Then I hung it up outside my cube.
Cross your fingers this works.
Kristin would want it this way.
*fetal*
Friday, October 28, 2011
Wanted: A New Work Wife
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This is terrible news. But that poster is funny as hell. However, out of respect for your loss I will refrain from making a joke about inquiring within.
I'm pretty sure I could at least qualify for an interview with the hiring manager...don't know if I would actually land the job so I'll just hang out here.
I like it...it's kind of like passive agressive sexual harassment. Kudos to stickin it to the man.
That's hilarious. How come there was noone fun like YOU when I worked in an office? Just that older guy who talked so frigging loud on the phone...
howd it happen? prob none of our business huh?
you should add to the poster "be able to brush off any and all sexual harassment/advances as they are purely for my entertainment purposes only"
Shit, dude, you're losing wives faster than Larry King. I hope you find a new work wife soon. And that "she" isn't named Larry and doesn't wear a suit and have a beard.
Mike's comment, although in questionable taste, cracked me up!
I agree w/Eva. Funny as hell….
The whole cubicle thing reminds of “Office Space”.
I must need to watch the movie again because that is twice in one day. I was pulling up to Ruby Tuesdays today on my lunch break and had some Snoop Dogg blaring on the radio, and all I could picture was that little twerp in the movie slowly rolling his windows up and locking the doors because he saw a black person.
Just a suggestion. Maybe you could mail-order one in.
Good luck finding a new "Work Wife". I am definitely going to miss reading your IM conversations with Kristin.
I miss her already.
Poor Karen.
I only have one ear.
May I still apply?
I'm surprised YOU still have a job, especially after you hung this sign up. You'll have to keep us posted if anyone applies.
I totally had a work wife in my old cubicle life. I hadn't thought about her since I left. I seriously hope she posted an ad similar to yours when I left. I will never look at my current support team in the same light again now that these repressed emotions have been brought to the surface. Thanks so much.
I'd apply...although I'd have to take a Sarah Palin crash course to get up to speed on sports. Oops...sorry for the political reference. Does this mean I don't get the job?
Hilarious.
People are getting fired there.
You better be careful.
@ laurie
i got my pistol point cocked
i cant talk to my moma
so i talk to my diary
Definitely, the line starts after me.
Line up, ladies...me first.
I need to know if this has worked for you! And if you were asked to take down the sign by your boss.
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