Share Your Week (In Words, Emoji, Grunts or Pictures!) In this Worth-1,000-Of-Them Open Thread

Meet our newest team member and see us make funny faces together, as one does in the Time Inc. offices. Then comment away!
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Meet our newest team member and see us make funny faces together, as one does in the Time Inc. offices. Then comment away!

While open-plan-office major-publishing-company life has its perks (like expansive scenic river views from every angle of your pacing just now while on the phone with the Benefits office, who doubts you are you, because you have no social security card and were incidentally last night comparing the levels of security here with your stepdad who works at NASA), it also has downsides (like brainstorming meetings sprinkled with celebrity snarkiness and headline puns  as they are being conceived! --  wafting by while you're trying to write this, plus catching the cold your lovely boss -- who is much less wimpy about it than you are -- had last week).

Yes, last week, Deb didn't have much of a speaking voice and I am without one this week -- so even though that has nothing to do with being able to write and I should have come up with an excuse involving a broken wrist or something -- whatever, we are going to be doing this Open Thread in pictures with captions instead of the usual. Of course, this doesn't mean you still can't say or shout or share whatever the hell you want to, in whatever format you prefer today, in the comments. 

In the office kitchen with Dan, my new Managing Editor (who is officially "interim," but I'm hoping will stay, 'cause I love him), and some apples (which I also love -- top favorite food of all time tied with tomatoes)

In the office kitchen with Dan, my new Managing Editor (who is officially "interim," but I'm hoping will stay, 'cause I love him), and some apples (which I also love -- top favorite food of all time tied with tomatoes)

Sometimes I hug people I recognize because I am good with faces, but bad with names and context.  This is happening a lot in these offices filled with other publications that employ former interns, editors and boyfriends

Sometimes I hug people I recognize because I am good with faces, but bad with names and context.  This is happening a lot in these offices filled with other publications that employ former interns, editors and boyfriends

Dan is an excellent poser, don't you think? Here he is with Marci doing her Marci face and me and Amber (we took some pictures of me and Amber doing our Marci photo faces and then of all of us doing our Jane photo faces and our Amber faces too -- fun times! We don't know Dan's well enough yet, but this picture might give some indication where he is leaning -- PUN PUN PUN, I MADE A TERRIBLY TERRIBLE PUN, OH NO, WHAT IS NEXT? A TUTORIAL ON FIXING YOUR FIGURE FLAWS? TIPS ON STYLING YOUR MANE, YOUR STRANDS OR YOUR TRESSES? ENLISTING A SEXPERT??!?)

Dan is an excellent poser, don't you think? Here he is with Marci doing her Marci face and me and Amber (we took some pictures of me and Amber doing our Marci photo faces and then of all of us doing our Jane photo faces and our Amber faces too -- fun times! We don't know Dan's well enough yet, but this picture might give some indication where he is leaning -- PUN PUN PUN, I MADE A TERRIBLY TERRIBLE PUN, OH NO, WHAT IS NEXT? A TUTORIAL ON FIXING YOUR FIGURE FLAWS? TIPS ON STYLING YOUR MANE, YOUR STRANDS OR YOUR TRESSES? ENLISTING A SEXPERT??!?)

I can imagine you captioning this with something about me clinging on for dear life to the few staffers I have left, but you may have another idea.

I can imagine you captioning this with something about me clinging on for dear life to the few staffers I have left, but you may have another idea.

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Now, comment on these, caption the uncaptioned image here (WHO would actually want to do that? I mean, really! But do it if you want and I will love it), talk about your life and something little or big going on in it, ask for advice, talk about your cat, do whatever you want here, and be ready to reap some of the least judgmental, sweetest, quickest, most thoughtful feedback in your life thus far. 

Oh, Dumb P.S. I have adjusted very corporately to hanging my ID card on the side pocket of my backpack for easy access through the turnstiles. Now if I could only find my house-keys, which I lost this week. Tell me if you have any idea where they might be.