Believe it or not, I’m getting ready to go to a minor league baseball game. At noon. Before work. It’ll be the Scranton/Wilkes-Barre Railriders vs. the Charlotte Knights. And I’m going. Apparently.
You see, an email went out at work inviting all the supervisors to the game. Some people were going to go, and some were not. I was interested, of course. Who turns down baseball? Not me, that’s who. So, it was a mixed-bag reaction, and it didn’t sound like a huge crowd was going to be there. All the better! Then… it was made clear that we were EXPECTED to attend this “team building opportunity.” All meetings were canceled, and they cleared the way for us to go.
Then I find out they have a luxury suite for us, with food, etc. So, hell yeah. Definitely count me in. The only downside … a 12:05 start time. Then I have to go to work! But whatever. It’ll be fun. The park is really great, and we’ll have a lot of laughs, for sure. Building that team, goddammit. It’ll be a good time. But… 12:05?
So, here we are again. I have very little time to write this update but made a vow to update every Mon/Thur. This is happening a lot lately. How am I so busy? I don’t do shit. In any case, this is probably going to be another abbreviated entry. But it’s an entry! The vow stands.
Yesterday at work somebody busted out several big boxes of Cinnabon at a meeting, and one was placed in front of me. I’d been doing so well with meal tracking, and all that stuff. But I ate the thing, and you wanna guess how many calories? That’s right 880. 880! That’s pure insanity. But I logged it into the international database o’ riffled fatasses, and somehow did not go over for the day. I was starving when I got home from work and wanted to eat something. But I didn’t have enough room under the salary cap, so I just drank a bottle of water.
It wasn’t worth it. I’ll never do it again. At least until I say fukkit and stop worrying about all this stuff again. But while I’m still trackin’ I’ll never waste so many calories on some bullshit like that. Ya know? So, at the very least this thing is making me think about stuff.
Not sure what’s going to happen at that baseball game. A buffet table of free stadium food? Sweet sainted mother of Quinn Martin! The universe is conspiring to keep my ass fat.
In any case, I need to go now. I released a ridiculous new episode of my ridiculous podcast this morning. This one has some laughs, I think. Check it out if you’re so inclined. I think it’s getting better. Here’s your link. And here’s the description:
In this one, I discuss a horrifying photograph I saw of myself, the murky world of calorie-counting, a questionable article about how millennials spend their money, and people who are somehow 100% non-cynical. I hope you enjoy it! Please let me know. Thanks!
If you have anything on corporate team building activities, please tell us about it. Especially the ones that went bad. We all love the ones that go bad. I don’t think this baseball game will come off the rails. It’s a good group of folks, and we get along great. Only 11 people, tops. It’ll be fun. But if you have anything, please share.
And I’ll be back on Monday.
Have a great weekend!
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Steve in WV says
Had a work related dinner with the boss’s boss. I somehow got seated across from “the talker.” There’s one in every group. My boss’s boss is at the end of the table having lively conversation with those around him and here’s this asshole across the table from me telling me about how he grinds his own coffee.
We use to be made (and sometimes still are) to go to workshops. Actually some people seem to make a career out of going to such things. I think they are just doing it to get out of work. I don’t bother unless it is some sort of HR requirement. This is usually of the sexual harassment variety. That makes me wonder if they are having problems with that sort of thing throughout the system.
Phil Jett says
Heading to minor league ballgame myself tonight. Love minor league ball, always a big party atmosphere. Florence Freedom vs the Southern Illinois Miners. Wife manages the concessions so I can go for free whenever it moves me. Tonight is Thirsty Thursday, $1 10oz or $2 20oz draft domestics, $4 16oz crafts.
The Florence mascot is our local water tower.
Went out for drinks and appetizers last night with my boss and co-workers. I also ordered an appetizer to bring home. My boss said “THE (owners) ARE PAYING FOR THAT, TOO!” and wouldn’t take a dime from me. We had a lot of laughs. The owners are evil. The team is great. My boss is one of the best I’ve had!
Root 66 says
I’m going out on a limb here, but maybe you should try “Alli”. Albeit, the “treatment effects” can be somewhat colorful!* 🙂
(*Rolling suitcase of brown pants sold separately.)
Jeff, Root has come up with a small piece of genius advice here. I think the key is that just looking at the brown urine shooting out generally causes the last meal you consumed to revisit the Earth’s atmosphere. The bastards would probably even pay you for every pound you lost and make you their spokesmodel. “Sure, he made fun of our side effects when he was just a LITTLE pissant, but when he could no longer see his crotchal area or knees, or shoes for that matter, he came crawling back and enrolled in our diarrhea-based diet.” They’d probably even subscribe to your podcast.
I am, of course, just sayin’.
Take Alli, hit a ballpark food buffet, live tweet what happens, profit.
Alli Bomaye! Alli Bomaye!
And we will raise our hands
And we will touch the sky
Together we will dance in robes of gold
And we will leave the world remembering
When we were kings, when we were kings
Just a few hours ago, I avoided a team-building picnic with a few hundred of my closest “friends.”
The company I worked for was deep into that famous “Quality Process” that was all the rage in the 90’s. I worked in corporate headquarters and we flew Managers in from all around the country for a week long series of boring team building exercises. These seminars were spread over months as there were so many employees to be trained from all over the country. It was a mix of Regional Vice Presidents, field location Managers and the rest of us in management positions in headquarters. The only thing I truly remember are the nights AFTER all the bullshit meetings were over with and the fun people went out to have a few drinks. A few drinks always turned into many and what fun we had. I still have photos of those nights and miss those people like crazy. But, honestly (?), these seminars are such a waste of time and money. I can’t imagine how much our company spent on flying people in, paying for hotel accommodations, food and everything else they could pad their expense accounts with in addition to renting venues to hold all these meetings. I doubt anyone that attended these meetings utilized the “valuable information” that was shared with each of us. Meetings = time wasted when you could have actually been working.
I’ve been on a few fun corporate team building weekends at nice country hotels. A open bar is mandatory. Learnt to scuba at one, on someone else’s dime, can’t complain.
In a sense I learned to ski on the company’s dime. I was working at the International Broadcast Center at the winter Olympics. But that was a paying job (for the company), where we were paid to have our asses in the IBC in case something went wrong, which it did about once a week. Not some lame-ass team building event.
Not Oprah says
Been to alot of waste of time team builders. But had a great one in SLC – went to a ballgame, then played lasertag. My boss completely took me down and he thought it was so funny, my score was minus something but I still
laughed so hard. I reminded him that it should have been the other way around….
(Because I’m a 12 year old boy in a 46 year old body) I’m pitching a TV show that combines Alli, competitive eating of ballpark food, and white tennis shorts. Last to shart wins. Who wouldn’t watch?
I’ll go now.
The good (bad?) thing about using these calorie apps is you really start to learn just how dense a lot of foods are. Going low carb isn’t strictly necessary but the reason it works for a lot of people is because there is roughly a metric fuckton of calories in every gram of flour, bread, etc. To the point where you can eat 880(!) calories in like six bites.
Once you cut down on those easy sources of calories it’s a little harder to just eat enough protein and fats to go over your daily limit.
My cross to bear is that I am a chef. I am required to eat what I put out to ensure quality. I eat all day, and any diet would be detrimental to my craft. Still hovering in the 230 to 240 range, so I guess I’m staying there.
AWG, if you need a taster to help reduce your calorie intake, I could come down there, preferably in the depths of winter, and spend evenings in your kitchen giving you feedback on chow quality. I know a thing or two about high-end food. Unfortunately, I don’t know three, but I’m willing to put on the feedbag to help you reduce your carbon footprint. Kind of a win-win-burp situation. jtb