I’m sure everyone is familiar with that Seinfeld episode where Elaine is raging about office cake. You know the one, Elaine can’t stand having to celebrate and eat cake at the drop of hat. Or rather at the drop of a birthday, promotion, pregnancy, the fact it’s Tuesday etc etc.
She doesn’t care for it, is very vocal about it then does terrible things once she renounces it only to fall prey to mid-afternoon sugar withdrawals.
Well I, too, get Office Cake Rage. But not because we have cake too often. My team is pretty good about cake and we limit it to birthdays and leaving dos. The amount of chocolate consumed when we’re on deadline is another matter entirely.
Nor does my rage stem from the fact that I don’t actually like cake. Not the fancy kind anyway. There is nothing wrong with a good old-fashioned sponge cake. You can keep all of those tortes and tarts and anything else with a silly name. I eat sponge. My team knows it and while I wouldn’t say they respect it, allowances are made. At birthday time they pass around the red velvet, flour-less chocolate, triple cheesecake or whatever it is they eat and I enjoy a $4 sponge from the local Coles. And don’t think that I’m the only one eating that sponge either.
So why the Office Cake Rage? It’s all to do with how people indicate the size of their slice. I worked with one gentleman who would very properly ask for ‘a lady’s finger’. That means a small slice. I’ll tell you what doesn’t mean a small slice, the word SLITHER.
Snakes slither. And that’s pretty much all the dictionary has to say about the word. When someone asks you how big a slice of cake you want, DO NOT SAY ‘slither’. If you only want a little piece, ask for a SLIVER.
Office Cake Rage is a growing problem in our work places and has the potential to be more damaging than Road Rage because blood sugar is involved. Do your bit and sliver don’t slither.