Tuesday, July 19, 2005

What I want to say to my co-workers...

“Hey, you! The one that thinks she’s getting a direct ticket to heaven because she refuses to be happy about anything. Sitting around being miserable all day doesn’t make you a better person. It just makes you miserable to be around.”

“You know that basket on my desk? The in basket? Don’t put things next to that. Put them in that. That’s what it’s for.”

“Hey, person that puts stuff in my in basket going a different direction then everything else. That’s not helpful. It’s annoying. Stop it.”

“I don’t know why that bill never got here. How would I know that? Oddly, I don’t know where every piece of mail in the entire US Postal system ends up. Perhaps it was sent to Alaska. Maybe you should go check there.”

“I also don’t know why the printer skipped a page, the computer froze, the coke tastes funny, Joe Blow got fired, what that little dot on your Excel spreadsheet means, why your chairmat feels different or why the manager at that store wrote $51.26 instead of $51.27. Furthermore, I don’t really care. So no, I won’t call someone and ask for you.”


Jessica said...

Wow, you work with RT?!?! ;-)

catherine said...

Wouldn't it be weird if it actually was RT and I just didn't know it?