or any variation is a question I am constantly asked at work. And it frustrates me with no end in sight. It has gotten to the point where I have to whistle or make noises to cover up the annoyed grunt that have become increasingly involuntary.
I keep to myself, do what I have to do, get paid and leave. But somehow these people I work with have some sort of fixation with that and have to poke their noses into everything I do. What could I possibly be doing that piques your interests? Is it something so sinister that you have to look over my shoulder every time I check my email or text someone? Am I secretly plotting to blow up or shoot up the building? No, it'd be a waste of explosives and bullets.
I'm not hiding anything. You can see in plain sight what I am doing. Working, like you should be.
At least at my last job I only had to worry about the numerous cameras looking at me. Paranoia is much better in comparison to completely knowing you are being watched.
Does my tendency to not joke around and laugh out loud like the rest of you make me that much of an outlier? Am I considered strange because I don't fall in like the rest of you? That I don't have anything to add to your conversation?
How could so many nosy people be assembled to work in one office is a wonder. Everyone is deep in everybody else's bullshit. A bunch of gossiping hens - both the men and women there!
Thank goodness for fire escapes and stairwells as they have become my only refuge from the scrutinizing horror.
Hey, B what are you up to?
None of your fucking business.
Oh, it's been a while since I posted here I see...
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