It’s days like these I wish I worked downtown again, instead of on a corporate campus in the middle of an industrial park.
When things got intense at the old job, I was able to get out in the fresh air, wander down the block to the local coffee shop, breathe the aroma, stand in line, shoot the (non work-related) shit with the barista, wait for my order, and wander back in the fresh air. The whole process didn’t take more than 15 minutes, but it was exactly the break I needed to clear my head and refocus on the task at hand.
Now, the closest thing to the office is a McDonald’s which is still a 10 minute walk away. The best I could do right now is head downstairs to the cafeteria for some rank office coffee, and a Snickers from the vending machine.
If it weren’t for the fact that they’re over $8/pack, and that whole black lung tar death thing – well it’s almost enough for me to consider taking up smoking again, just for the fresh air break.
“taking up smoking again, just for the fresh air break.”
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
The irony is so thick, you could cut it with a buttah knife.
You teh funnay, grrl.
Yes, I’ve been there. I used to work for Sony, and in their head office, in Coquitlam, there was no place for me to hide other than the medical room. Thankfully, I was also an industrial first aid attendant, so I was able to utilize the space without much question.
A suggestion? Get a cd/mp3 player, a pair of good headphones, and find a quiet spot in the building to collect your thoughts. I find that always helps during a highly stressful day.
*hugs*