Soul Kitchen
I know everyone has stopped thinking about work already (holiday weekend, woo!) but here’s a glimpse of my workplace. I showcase this because I know you have always secretly wondered what a record company kitchenette looks like. Is it anything like the one at IBM? At the law office of WASP, WASP, WASP, & Token? At your particular place of business?
Of course it is! You have this arrangement and signage at your office, right? How else would you know where and where not to dispose of your unwanted CD’s?
(You can make your “they still make CD’s?” and “I already threw all my CD’s in the trash” jokes in the comments.)
How about the fridge? Usual “four levels of fat” milk? Perhaps a juice or someone’s lunch?
Yes, carrots, salad, orange juice, and beer. This pretty much sums up the lifestyle of most people with whom I work. We’re healthy! And we drink at work!
By the way, I was not the one responsible for that one missing beer, I swear.
Is there a special CD trash can? Or are you supposed to use them for art projects?
How did you know the name of my law firm? You must be psychic.
Merdie, you just leave them outside your door! Then the CD recycling fairy takes them away. At least, that’s what I hope happens.
Maureen, Brother2 works there too! He’s the Token.
That law firm name cracked me right up!
At Fat Jew, Esquire, we may not have beer, but neither do we have signs telling us what to put or not put in the trash. Fat Jew, Esquire was founded as a haven from control freaks who tell people how to fill the ice cube trays (only half full and with warm water so that the cubes will be a pleasing size and clarity for Her Majesty’s Diet Coke); who have screaming fits when only three of seven ice trays contain ice; who screams at her own secretary, the receptionist, and other partner’s secretaries for perceived lack of standards, and who hire decorators and re-paint and re-upholster the common areas of the office while other partners go on vacation and “forget” to mention to the other partner that she will be returning to find the lobby, conference room and hallways have become burnt orange, raw umber and slate blue in the space of a week and at a cost of $8000.
I have to go lay down now.
Sarpon!! That is a funny story. Only because it’s not my story.
Becca, actually, my firm is WASP, WASP, WASP, Token & Token. We have two tokens. It’s a very progressive firm, you know.
WASP, WASP,WASP,Token & Token is good. I used them in my divorce.
Thanks, Sol! 😀
Sarpon, that’s all so… hypothetical.
Maureen, I don’t know how you fit that all on the stationary, though! Some of those Tokens have long names, y’know.
Hope that worked out for you, Cappy!
My office has more hazardous waste in the kitchen. I’m very jealous of the fact that there’s beer!
We’ve got a brand new token starting on Monday, too! I think we’re going for some kind of record.
Uh, I have Soul Kitchen on CD *and* vinyl.
Recycle that!