tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4791924016141740668.post1935679129289206788..comments2023-10-20T10:12:17.420-04:00Comments on The Evolution of the Cubicle Crusaders: Fraternization in the CubeNaturally Alisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16587741755923221587noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4791924016141740668.post-4612135968028811152008-09-22T21:14:00.000-04:002008-09-22T21:14:00.000-04:00Again, you guys crack me up.My first job out of co...Again, you guys crack me up.<BR/><BR/>My first job out of college, I fraternized quite a bit. My office was full of women, and even though i was the youngest, we had a ball sharing our weekend adventures, dates, outings, music, travel...we'd discuss each others photos, go out for drinks after work. it was grand. When my last supervisor came in, she jumped on the bandwagon too. it was great!!<BR/><BR/>Enter my next job. There was nobody likeme, nobody with similar interests, everybody was old and pale, or barely spoke english, living the boring life of old people. A sista wouldnt DREAM of revealing my weekends or late night rendevous' or anything other than what i ate for lunch the previous day. They looked at me crazy when i came in with the afro and spoke in low whispers when the one other Black girl in the office would talk to me for 2.5 seconds. not a good environment for fraternization.<BR/><BR/>i guess it all just depends on where you're at and who's around you.sugahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12023528077518377480noreply@blogger.com