Waving your arms around and talking Bollocks.
Sitting around in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible.
A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, cr*ps on everything, and then leaves.
The process by which people seem to absorb success and advancement by sucking up to the boss rather than working hard.
The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.
An office filled with cubicles.
When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people’s heads pop up over the walls to see that’s going on. (This also applies to applause from a promotion because there may be cake.)
The on-line, wired generation’s answer to the couch potato.
Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids or start a “home business”.
A person who seems to thrive on being stressed out and whiny.
Euphemism for swiping free photocopies from one’s workplace.
The fine art of whacking the cr*p out of an electronic device to get it to work again.
The rarefied organisational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the “adminisphere” are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve. This is often affiliated with the dreaded administrivia” needless paperwork and processes.
Someone who’s clueless. From the World Wide Web error message “404 Not Found,” meaning that the requested document could not be located.
That minuscule fraction of time in which you realise that you’ve just made a BIG mistake (e.g. you’ve hit ‘reply all’).
Well Off Older Folk.
Surreptitiously f*rting while passing through a cube farm, then enjoying the sounds of dismay and disgust; leads to PRAIRIE DOGGING.
[Thanks to non blogging (but there’s hope!) younger brother Ian]