OT: For the married fellas

Jesus I could have written your post word for word. My job is boring, some days are slow, some are busy, most are in between. I have few fairly uninteresting encounters with my coworkers. There is nothing I do in any given day that’s worth retelling and I can’t remember minutiae to tell her anyway. Her job is crazy busy every day, yet still incredibly boring to me. She supports a high level executive of a Fortune 500 company. She tells me about him, about all the people that report to him, all of the admins that support the other executives, his travel plans, what he had for lunch, difficult coworkers, the traffic on the way home, and 10,000 other small details that make my eyes glaze over. It’s like characters in a play and I get the audio book version of it. Every day Monday through Friday. Sometimes she tells me when she gets home (almost always after I get home). Sometimes she calls me on the way home. If there’s one thing you should know about me it’s that I despise talking on the phone to anyone. ANYONE. One time I made the mistake of telling her that I don’t care about any of this. She responded angrily “then what the fuck else do you want to talk about?” So she vents and I listen when I just want to eat my dinner or read my book and not have to hear about her TPS Reports.

I say all this with the caveat that I love her, but for fucks sake it takes her an entire work shift worth of time to tell me all of this at the end of a long fucking day like she’s telling it in actual time and at those times I just wish I was the guy from Scanners and make her head explode so that she’d stop telling me about her day aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!