A Surprising Thing I Hate About Working in an Office

That Monday-morning small talk about what you did with your weekend.

If you did a ton of fun, interesting stuff, no one really wants to hear you recite it all, and if you did absolutely nothing, just sat around in your sweats, knitted a bit, maybe made that banana bread you've been promising your roommate for weeks, you end up feeling so so boring.

And everyone in the office manages to ask you about it individually, so you end up reciting the same boring list 20 times. By the end you have the same stupid non-jokes all outlined every time. "Ha! I know! It's like, maybe the cable guy could come when he said he would! Ha! Ha!"

Most devastatingly though, once all the little bits have been recounted, "oh, I puttered around, did some errands, saw a movie Saturday night, blah blah blah," it all sounds like SO LITTLE. WHAT HAPPENED TO MY WEEKEND??? I SWORE there were 48 hours in it last time I checked!!

Sigh.