Cracked.com offers a unique list of perks offered at the Googleplex Not of which are true, except number seven:
Google employees can commute to work via free company shuttle; it is piloted by retired colonel Buzz Aldrin.
He fills in for when our usual shuttle driver, Mario Andretti, calls in sick
Tags: Work Google Perks.
How cool is this? I work for Fortune’s #1 Company to Work For in 2006. I can even be seen in this pic See that clump of yellow shirts in the upper-right-ish area of the group.. I’m one of the people in yellow. There’s some great pieces and galleries in the article. I recommend taking the Google Quiz. I hate to admit that even I got one wrong. The “Why Google is #1″ video is pretty cool too!
Time to run.. my breakfast is calling… How Exciting!
Quite a while back, I saw an interesting post by Pixelinpink citing random facts about herself and then asking her friends to guess which ones were inaccurate. I was thinking about this last night, realized that I’ve done a lot jobs over the course of my career. Can you find the five jobs that I’ve never actually done during my lifetime (family members are excluded):
Green indicates a correct answer, while red indicates an incorrect guess.
As I prepare to start my first day at Google tomorrow, I can’t help but read this article from the Washington Post and get a huge smile on my face.
Sometime back in January my company bought one of those stand-alone, single-use coffee machines. We had one back at bcom known as Flavia — which was something like the office joke. Some may disagree, but I found it unappealing. Though I don’t know the brand of this new coffee aparatus, I can tell you that it brews Green Mountain Coffee “cups,” which I thoroughly enjoy.
Prior to the coffee machine, I used to spend a $1.50 each day at Dunkin Donuts for a medium coffee. The coffee was almost always burnt or screwed up in some way shape or form. The new coffee machine has not only left my wallet more full, but it also has made me a much happier person overall. No more morning kvetching about how someone managed to mess up my coffee once again. It has also, however, turned me into a much more frequent coffee drinker.
I have one cup before I leave the house (to ensure that I make it to work without falling asleep), then the morning cup at the office. My newest habit, however, is a coffee late in the afternoon. At first I started doing it just to get some more energy before going to the gym, but it became a ritual of sorts. Today, though, I was too busy this afternoon to make a run to the kitchen and get an afternoon coffee. For the first time, I can say that I’ve become addicted to the afternoon beverage.
I came home tonight and opted not to run due to some soreness in my knees that were a result of yesterday’s work out. I then proceeded to yawn, and think about taking a nap. I can’t remember the last time I took a nap when I got home from work. Even now, as I write this, I can feel my eyelids getting heavy — and could go to sleep right now if I felt like it.
I’ve come to depend on my afternoon fix, and now I’m obviously feeling the withdrawl symptoms. And to think that I used to have around 5 cups a day when I was in college. Sheesh. It’s a wonder I got any sleep at all back then.
If you haven’t checked out the Time Magazine Photo Gallery of Life at Google, I highly recommend it. It’s about 12 pictures, and it’s amazing the environment they work in. No wonder they’re so creative — the office is bleeding with creativity.
So while I don’t nearly have the same problem with privates being made public as Mr. Jesus does, I do have a work problem.
It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before. It started innocently. A hankerchiefed sneeze. A quiet tickle in the throat leading to a muffled cough heard across the office. The next thing you know, I’m living a real life version of Steven King’s The Stand. One week after it started (as it was approximately last Wednesday when it all began) the “plague” has decimated our office.
I’ve watched it go from department to department, crippling everything in its wake. This isn’t the stomach virus that hit a few people last month, or the sore throat that took out a select few late in the fall. This is a Natural [Air]Borne Killer. This is The Flu — where you can run, but you can’t hide.
It must have something to do with the ventilation in our 200 year old building, but you can watch it make its way down the cubicles from accounting to editorial. A cough unheard the day before draws stares like you’re the Elephant Man. It’s been the talk of the water cooler..
John: “Wow, everyone in my department is sick. Someone even told me the entire 5th floor is quarantined. I’ve got three people out today, and yesterday three called out. How are you feeling?”
Jack: “So far so good, but it’s starting to make our way into our area. I heard Susie coughing earlier this morning. I can hear the bells tolling.”
John: “Well, be well, my friend, and here take this [ handing Jack an Airborne Tablet ] you’ll need it more than I. Go now, save yourself — it’s too late for me. [Cough]”
Despite all of the carnage that I have seen, I’ve managed to remain unscathed [knock on wood] from this viral beast. I have, however, developed a very painful swollen gland that hurts when I move. Perhaps the Flu has taken up residence in the quarter-sized area underneath my ear. I’m not sure. Taking Airborne 3 times a day, vitamins, Orange Juice, a lot of liquids and hand washing has saved me thus far. But who knows what might happen tomorrow, when I have to head back to the Infirmary.
I happened to be poking around on the Internet this morning, and apparently there was a piece on “Getting Sick in the Workplace” on one of last week’s editions of All Things Considered
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