So, my department at work just transitioned over to a new-ish research facility at the university, and we are really still getting settled in to the new office and everything. One item of note is the chairs in the new office - not bad, not great, but no arms, which is a plus, certainly.
Anyway, one of the people at the institute has some kind of relative sway in how the office is arranged or some such thing. Well on Thursday, during a whole-institute party for someone who just started their tenth year there, this fellow sort of takes me aside and tells me that he thought that I looked a bit big for the chair I was in, and therefore uncomfortable. Well immediately my blood pressure spikes, because I've worked under people before who gave me shit about my weight, and it just makes my fists itch to think about it. But before I can respond to his observation, he continues, ``So I went ahead and set us up to order you an Aeron chair, which you should find more comfortable. It'll arrive in about four weeks, so if you can hold out until then, you'll have the best seat in the office!''
So yeah. Effusive, confused thanks, later reiterated outside of the party. Granted, he probably could have left out the whole, ``bit big'' thing, but who cares?
Now I just have to worry about how to keep my office mates from shiving me in an attempt to claim The Chair for themselves.
Anyway, one of the people at the institute has some kind of relative sway in how the office is arranged or some such thing. Well on Thursday, during a whole-institute party for someone who just started their tenth year there, this fellow sort of takes me aside and tells me that he thought that I looked a bit big for the chair I was in, and therefore uncomfortable. Well immediately my blood pressure spikes, because I've worked under people before who gave me shit about my weight, and it just makes my fists itch to think about it. But before I can respond to his observation, he continues, ``So I went ahead and set us up to order you an Aeron chair, which you should find more comfortable. It'll arrive in about four weeks, so if you can hold out until then, you'll have the best seat in the office!''
So yeah. Effusive, confused thanks, later reiterated outside of the party. Granted, he probably could have left out the whole, ``bit big'' thing, but who cares?
Now I just have to worry about how to keep my office mates from shiving me in an attempt to claim The Chair for themselves.
