Ain't no mountain high enough
Treasa's been taking the piss again...and, if rumours are to be believed, the milk from the canteen. The girl lives two doors up from our office, that's right two and yet she hasn't been on time once since she started. I mean we have flexi time so we're allowed be in any time between 7.30 and 10.00 yet she comes in at 10.15 or 10.30 most days. SHE LIVES TWO DOORS UP! I come all the way from balbriggan and somehow I manage it! She takes about two hours for lunch (as she goes home to "meet" her boyfriend), comes back in at three (the latest you can be back is half two), waits till we all go home (usually bout half three or four) and then goes home before coming back at six to clock out. (The security guard told me so)
Think I'm just going to have to say it to Greg, because Amanda handed her notice in yesterday and that means somebody is going to have to go over and work with Treasa. Which nobody wants to do as the girl can't even put letters into envelopes without fucking it up.
I ain't going over.
No way.
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In other news I'm currently making vegetable fried rice with sweet and sour sauce and chocolate brownies.
I loves fridays.
Think I'm just going to have to say it to Greg, because Amanda handed her notice in yesterday and that means somebody is going to have to go over and work with Treasa. Which nobody wants to do as the girl can't even put letters into envelopes without fucking it up.
I ain't going over.
No way.
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In other news I'm currently making vegetable fried rice with sweet and sour sauce and chocolate brownies.
I loves fridays.