Jan 24, 2008 18:39
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
i love my job, but definitely NOT my coworkers. i feel like i'm the only one who really thinks sometimes.
coworker: umm, meg, where do i put the paintbrushes?
me: in the little plastic droor labeled "paintbrushes"
coworker: k i didn't know where to put them so i just left them here.
me: points to droor. "RIGHT. THERE."
other coworker disappears for half an hour comes back, says "i have a stomache ache, i'm going home. meg you stay till 6."
me: "i actually can't stay till 6"
yael: "well can you make it so you CAN?"
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
i came home had a hot shower screamed to relieve stress, sang Hole and
dinner with maggie will cheer me up. i'd like to go somewhere hot where the water is that perfect fake looking turquoise. all inclusive bar... anyone in on this with me?