Please Do Excuse Me While I B*tch
I love my coworkers. I do.
But I am sick of having to cover for them when they're late. This happens a lot. One of them is significantly late at least once a week, and at least a few minutes late most days. The other usually makes it in under the wire, but once a week she, too rolls in a few minutes late. Some mornings, they are both late, which means I'm running the office by myself first thing in the morning, at my busiest time.
I understand that traffic happens, but when traffic slows you down that regularly, you should be planning ahead for it. I ride the bus or train to work every day, and sometimes they run late, but I'm still almost always here early, because I plan for it. It's not that hard. 5 extra minutes.
Okay. I'm done now.