Spanksgiving

I’m sad to say this year’s Thanksgiving potluck was a disappointment. Sure, there was plenty of food, but nowhere for everyone to sit together and enjoy it like last year. Why? Because my company recently leased one of the floors we were utilizing and consolidated everyone to the same floor. No more big board room and no big open area to set up tables for the feast. We had expressed that concern when the plans were first announced and we were told they’d likely rent out some empty space in the building for a few hours. Didn’t happen. Hey, who cares that they saved hundreds of thousands of dollars leasing out that space but couldn’t set aside a little bit for the once a year shindig, right? Who cares that everyone took their food back to their desks to eat because our break room with ten tables can’t seat 130+ people. Obviously they don’t. Plus my “team” went off somewhere to eat together and didn’t include me. Apparently now that my seat was moved to the other side of the wall it’s out of sight out of mind. I work my ass off for that place and that’s the THANKS I get. I usually work from home on Wednesdays but went into the office just for the event. Never again.