I hate 3/4 of people I know/meet. Seriously. I'm thisclose to hole-ing myself up in a small room and flipping the bird to anyone who passes by and dares to look in.
The part-timer who had/has a brain and started last week...well...
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she called in sick today.
She may indeed be sick. I don't know her well enough to discern whether it's BS or not.
At this point, I don't care.
Good god, does anyone have a sedative?! I'd give just about anything to be like Peter from Office Space. If I had a cubicle, I'd undo the screws and push the whole muther-effing thing over, mostly to see what the reaction would be, but also as a physical example of how pissed off/stressed out I am.
You know, since employers tend to frown on any other options out there. |
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I think there is a little Peter in all of us.
Hey! I made a funny!
Sounds like someone's having a case of the Monday's.
Find a new job S. You are obviously miserable. I know that switching jobs sucks, but at least you would be doing something to improve your situation.
Christy
I already am! :-P
you already are...? finding a new job...? whoo hoo for you!
i wish you luck and speed.
definitely better to switch and see if you can't take some of the stress out of your life.
"I hate 3/4 of the people I know/meet."
I feel you, sister.
HA!! You are cracking me up. I SO want to go "postal" on this whole office most days.
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