Whistle While You Work

I don’t post too much about work, because, well, it’s a downer (B-oring).  And it’s unprofessional, I believe, to tell tales on the place and people I work with.  And if I don’t go all unprofessional on you and tell those tales, I wouldn't have much to write about.  So I've pretty much been avoiding the subject entirely.  But I can share this with you, since its about me:

I did the tombstone whistle today at work. 

If this were my job, or something along these lines at least, it wouldn't have been awkward.
My job is nothing like this.   Ergo, the awkwardness...

It was awkward because I was right in the middle of the floor I work on, in my cubicle, surrounded by a good 90 other people in their cubicles.  They were doing work, talking on phones and making important things happen.  I was waiting for an email that would provide me with a sliver of something productive to do… and waiting… and waiting… When suddenly, it seemed like a grand idea to practice my tombstone whistle.  Pretty much right as someone walked by my desk.  Didn’t even faze him.  I still can’t figure out why I don’t have friends here yet…

Forgetting other people can see/hear me,

TFW