When I'm at home, it is a guarantee that the moment I sit down on a toilet someone will fall and crack their head.
In the office, seconds after I close my office door and turn on my breast pump a knock on the door or a phone call is guaranteed asking when I will be done because someone wants to send a fax, or scan something or look at the wall they've covered with papers detailing a well thought
out operational system that promises to save us all tons of time someday and they couldn't find a bigger wall elsewhere.
Today the knock was because they wanted to present boss with an animated birthday card they worked on all morning instead of doing real work.
Like I care!
Leave me alone to breast pump in silence people! If my door is closed, I don't care to know that you exist. I'm in my cone of silence and your pithy matters are of no concern to me! And if you've managed to crack your head in the office, drive yourself to the ER or call an ambulance!
Cone of silence people. Respect the door!
Your loving office mom,
Tuesday, October 02, 2012
Random Tuesday - a rant about breast pumping at work
I posted this on Facebook and terrified all the guys, I say this because I received 11 likes and 9 comments - all from women! Of course the subject is a rant about breast pumping in the office! But made even funnier to me that no men dared to comment.