Thin Mints!
Today, I felt a part of the working world. Moreover, today I felt a part of the American working world. I felt American. I felt I belonged.
I've been working on my own for so many years now, that I forgot what it was like to be a part of office culture, which was a huge part of the 1990's for me. You know, water cooler chat, brownies in the lounge, Super Bowl pools. The lot. Today, in the departmental office, there was a sign by the photocopier to buy Girl Scout cookies. I mean, what's more American then that? There's no equivalent in Britain where I've been living the better part of the past 5 years. No Thin Mints. No Tagalogs. And moreover, no sign up sheets for Troup 564 by the stapler. But it's more then some odd national symbolic cultural moment, it is the embodiment of office life. A way through which office-ness is enacted. The rituals of the workplace and their role in everyday life. Participatory biscuit consumption.
Sometimes, it only takes a box of cookies to make one feel at home.
posted by Kate Coyer @ 4:27 PM
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