Woe at work and the super Jordan

So I am currently working for the Secretary of State for the Arizona State Library and Achieves agency... The title is the most exciting part of this job considering that every blog I have done has been from my computer sitting here at work. The tasks that my "job" requires me to do are so mindless and boring it is hard to stay awake let alone mess them up... Well that if they give me anything to do at all. Lately, when I say lately that means the whole time I have been here, I literally have not done any work type assignment from the hours of 8 to 5. This makes the work day drag like you would not believe. I have though learned the words and chords for many songs that I want to learn on my ukulele, stalked everyone I know on Facebook, done countless crosswords, made 3 calenders, and made an extremely good still life of an empty Snapple bottle. These "accomplishments" while epic are the only that keeps me sane at work. I am like a sad puppy looking for it's new owner in the pet shop, but it is even sadder than that I am looking for work to do to make myself feel needed.

I know that people have done these mindless boring jobs since the beginning of business, but I am quite unsure how people survived without the Internet. My computer with Internet explorer keeps me at least mildly entrained and lets me communicate with friends with out having to get out my phone. Thank you G chat, and G voice for making this possible. You have touched my soul and have saved me from the depths of my brain by distracting me by letting me text with friends. Seriously thank you!

So the person I work with... well the man sitting next to me because I actually don't work... is named lets call him Jordan. He is a 44 year old operations assistant aka secretary, and has been working here for 10 years. He saddens me. Not only has he been working here for way longer then he should his life is special too. From what I have found out: he lives with at least 2 roommates, one being about 70, he does not own a car and relies on sharing a car with his 70 year old roommate and rides the bus to work, his favorite drink is an Irish car bomb in which he gets at a variety of sports bar, he owns one pair of shoes, his "nice" attire is a polo which he wears everyday in a variety of colors, he love essential oils and keeps them in a spray bottle under the desk and sprays them every once in awhile, I think he is in love with the museum office assistant who is married and has at least one kid, his best friend is our grant writer who always sits around and tells dirty jokes to each other, he is uber religious and goes to pray meetings every Wednesday at lunch, he does not know how to use his i pad or favorites button on Internet explorer, his Facebook picture is him sitting at the front desk answering the phone...

 There are so many more I just don't want to overload you. Oh Jordan... you really do need some help. I do not like to judge people and I try not to let this interfere with my opinion of them, but sigh sometimes it is hard to ignore. I have to sit next to him everyday not working and try to see the best in him. He is a nice enough guy I guess, but he bothers me to the core and never lets me work. Either he does not trust me enough to not make mistakes on the paperwork, or he wants to hog all of the work for himself. Maybe he is even smarter than that and wants to ensure that he has a job so he does not want anyone to see how much faster I can do the same amount of work... touché Jordan touché .