offical notifaction to my desk chair: I’ve caught on to your fiendish plan to destroy me. you can plot with the coffee maker all you like, but you will not succeed in your plan to decapitate me, trip me, or otherwise toss me onto the floor. you will succumb to my ass, whether you like it or not! Resitance is futile, you wheely bitch.
This article appears in Jul 10-16, 2008.
Maybe you need to be nicer to her (him?).
HAHAHAHA! That’s fucking hilarious and oh so true! I think my chair has it out for me too!
Great Bitch….I’m always catching the edge of my wheely chair and get tipped onto the ground. I probably should just stop showing up to work drunk though.
Some one told me once to take a yoga ball to work and use it instead of a chair because its good for posture. Can you imaging? An already clumsy person like me would be on the floor about fifteen times a day. It would be, quite literally, a pain in the ass.
I’m going back to bean bag chairs and installing a Nerf desk.
The chair’s probably getting revenge for all the farts trapped in its fabric.
I actually really like the big ball thing…except when you do inevitably fall off it, smacking yourself off your desk and tumbling to the floor in a comedic fashion that leads eveyrone else in the office to point and laugh….but hey, when I get bored, I can bounce!
I hate the ball. I can’t lean back. Well, I can, I guess, but that’s just embarrassing. Hedgy knows.
i prefer the cross legged sit on the ball to the lean back. or you know, the full on roll back, or even better, the superman- freaks other coworkers out when you ‘soar’ across the communal workspace on your ball 😉
I’d prefer to sit on an ice block these days.