So I try really hard to make the best of my bad situation. Also known as The Worst Job in the World. I get on with my work and try hard to get on with my colleagues and generally be good natured.
But my god do I work with some thick people.
Allow me to elaborate.
The other day we had a quiz at work to raise some money for charity. One of the questions was,
"Which artist is responsible for the sculpture The Thinker?"
Then someone pipes up with,
What was more upsetting was not just that she'd said it, but that it was merrily being written down as an answer by someone else. And then when I cried out "No!" Another member of time tried to correct me and demonstrated the pose.
I should have known it wasn't going to get better but I didn't anticipate it getting even worse which it did when the same person piped up with the answer "The Sun" to a question about something having an orbit of so many years.
And don't get me started on the person on another team who thought there was 60cms in a metre and responded to the statement "Is the Pope a Catholic?" with, "I don't know. Is he?"
I also had the pleasure of trying to explain to a colleague why the kettle uses more electricity when you fill it up to the top rather than just putting in what you need. She had genuinely no idea and thought a kettle just used a set amount of energy regardless of the volume of water.
And that is why you may read about me one day in the news. The Girl who went batshit crazy at work.