Innocuous things that make you irrationally embarrassed

yup... it's weird for everyone involved. half the people don't know the person, the other half kind of do this weird fawning thing, and the person in question's all "so you're still all working and stuff huh?"

we have a quasi old coworker back ... he left when the company moved about 6 months ago. he never found a new job since he still lives with his parents, so he's working here for a month on some random project. i wouldn't care so much if he wasn't kinda weird with me, trying to posture and shit when i'm around, and then getting nervous when i'm just looking at him while he's talking. what is up with that? another innocuous thing that makes you irrationally angry.

oh, this is the embarrassed thread. posting in one thread thinking it's another, that at least fits here.

one guy I used to work with has come by 3 times since he was let go, ostensibly to give someone in the office something or other, but each time he ends up standing at my cubicle and we make smalltalk and I'm like...dude...why are you here

haha...i've done this, but then again i was really going in to visit my old boss so it wasn't the same as a total random walk-in. but everyone did seem flummoxed.

i think they were wondering why i did it

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It actually used to piss me off a little bit at my old job, especially there toward the end when I was really, really looking for a way out.

"Hey, it's Baker! Still in this same old studio? Wow, I think that cart deck was still there even when I was here. Daniel B. still come around?"

I'm all shut the fuck up -your history is my present - I'm not your nostalgia - yeah daniel b still comes around.

No joke TWO ex-coworkers visited our office within half an hour of each other this afternoon.

And they took complete tours of the sales floor, hanging out at people's desks and going into manager's offices and OH MY GOD YOU'VE MOVED EVERYONE AROUND and OH WOW and uhhhhhh just let me die of embarrassment for you both, this is a terrible idea and you should leave

My last job (the terrible one!) is the only one I've ever contemplating visiting and it's just bc I really liked my coworkers. Also there was definitely a culture of people returning after they left. I think working in that environment forged steel bonds of coworkership in the blue-hot fires of WTFery. But so far I've just met up w/ friends from that job outside of work (also the first job I've left where I've stayed habitually in touch w/ former coworkers, unless you count the restaurant where Jesse and I met).

My office is a pretty nice place to work, granted, so I'm not completely mystified as to why they'd come back. But still. I guess I just still have that ingrained thing of WORK vs LIFE. They're pretty firmly compartmentalized for me, I can't see myself ever missing too many people there, no matter how friendly they are. I would definitely, absolutely rather catch up with ex-coworkers outside of work at a social gathering than ever go back to my old office to say hi.

If I'm being totally honest, the desire to go back and visit is to see if all the complete weirdos are still so fucking weird.

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I've gone by my old job twice now, I think? I only left in August and still am on the same campus and my old office is right across from where I can get free DVDs at the library so it sort of feels strange to not stop in when people see me through the giant windows. I like everyone there for the most part so it isn't super awkward or anything.

There's a different vibe to it when you work in an office park where visiting would require a special trip. That may be part of why I would feel okay visiting my last job, too. It's in a big, central public building with lots of public services and a train station so it wouldn't be weird for me to pop in.

Clicking on the profile of someone who leaves a comment on your meetup group. Seeing they are a member of many naturist groups. Reading the posts on their profile page. Seeing the thumbnails of the people who wrote the posts.

not irrational!

ha no, was just taking this as a catch-all thread like the anger one.

When (on TV or in a big crowd) people start clapping along with the music on each beat. It's so flipping dorky.

People who misspell fairly comman words in Craigslist postings. Especially those using "rod iron" for "wrought iron." Chihuahua also gets a lot of misspellings, but they're usually funny ("Chiwawa").

Chester drawers.

Bedroom suit.

definatly

I grew up amidst an entire county of people who said bedroom suit, such that I just now had to go to the internet to determine why that was wrong and what it should actually be. (I have avoided embarrassment by saying "bedroom furniture.")

maybe 'bedroom suit' is like 'birthday suit', describing nudity w/a different purpose (sex)

Bedroom eyes, peering out of your bedroom suit.

bedroom suit + tails = furries

People who misspell fairly comman words

ALWAYS HAPPENS.

Is there a name for the rule that says "whenever you write a post criticising someone's spelling or grammar, you will make a mistake yourself"?

Haha, and I made sure I spelled "misspell" correctly (one "s" or two?).

And yes, chester drawers is another favorite.

And I swear I've seen colder sack for cul de sac.

these are eggcorns iirc?

poke-a-dotted is the one i've seen most recently

Is there a name for the rule that says "whenever you write a post criticising someone's spelling or grammar, you will make a mistake yourself"?

― emil.y, Friday, March 15, 2013 6:13 PM (1 hour ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Muphry's Law

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Wow, I had never heard/seen "bedroom suit" before!

People pronouncing "cache" as "cachet" though...

I hate when I over Frenchify words. IE-maker for sure.

Though not so much when it's ridiculously Anglicized place names we have around here (Des Plaines/Dezz Plains, DuPage/DooPage).

One that I hated was Calliope Street in New Orleans. "Cally-ope." And Chartres/Charters.

I'm IE about the opposite:

West of town, we've got Shinall Mountain, where all the radio towers are.

When the developers came into that area during the early 80s, they renamed the streets and neighborhood Chenal Valley.

when it gets to be ~9pm pacific and ilxor-east coast is all abed and I'm still posting and I end up with more than one of the top few "last post by"s on ILE I feel like I'm talking too much

You and me both, sister.

i hear u cluckin' big chicken

I feel that way about late friday afternoon posts, as it becomes clear that everyone has left work and now has either gone out or at least has something better to do on friday evening

I keep thinking about some really ill advised submission letter stunts back when I was a youngin' with dreams of poetry and fiction publication, which for some reason is make me want to puke with embarrassment 16 years later wtf.

Just about everything Rock Hardy ever posted embarrasses the hell out of me when I come across it.

I still have a journalish notebook from high school in which there is some terrible stuff about the LA riots in the 90s and I'm deadlocked between painful embarrassment/never wanting anyone to read that stuff (including me) and wanting to preserve it forever.

Nothing irrational about being embarrassed by our naive teen enthusiasms! We all did it.

Brushing my teeth. Some people seem to be able to do it in public, blithely wandering around while scrubbing away, even chatting at the same time. I can't stop my mouth becoming a dribbling mess of toothpaste foam and saliva so have to do it hunched over a sink, hiding my hideousness behind a closed bathroom door, heaven forbid I should have to do it in a public washroom.

Eating salad at my desk.

I feel like an animal eating out of a trough at the zoo. Totally humiliating.

with big springy leaves you can't pick up properly or fit in your mouth gracefully - otm