Blahg

Okay now I'm fucking angry.  I got up at the crack of dawn because my bosses fucking clients were coming in at 7:00.  When I arrived at 7:30 they weren't there and I said "where are they?"  And he said "where were you?"  He expected me in at 7:15 and if the bus was going to get me in by 7:30 he wouldn't have told me to come in early.  You enormous fuck.  Hows about thank you.  I wish just once someone would make you feel that small in front of a group of your peers.  You are arrogant and mean and I hope I'm around to see you get yours.

Blahg

For once I'm not saying a word while you all scurry around like bugs trying to find the "solution" to the problem.  Have to say it feels great to play dumb!

Blahg

You have the absolute fucking nerve to make a comment about my not being at work tomorrow.  Listen to me you lazy, good for nothing bitch...When you take off Good Friday I KNOW FOR A FACT you are not going to church.  You are most likely cheating on your boyfriend or spoiling your already spoiled grandkids.  I think the closest you ever get to any religious observance is when you use God's name in vain which is often.

I also think you're pissed because you and your so-called best buddy are now only "work" friends and she is coming to me with all her news, confidences etc.  Believe me I didn't ask for it but I have to say that over all she is much more pleasant than you.  You always act so put upon, overworked, the only one who never has free time.  Sure inbetween your tons of personal phone calls, shopping on line, going on Facebook and running up to receiption to talk to your best friend.  Oh wait a minute she's not your best friend anymore...

Blahg

I could tell you that the fax machine is capable of making copies but then you'd just ask me do to it.  Gone are the days of volunteering information, being nice, fixing everyone's computer problems (unless they specifically ask me). Being Mrs. Nice Gal hasn't gotten me ahead in the least.  Meanwhile all the fuckup goofoffs in my office get raises.  I still don't know how my co-worker worked for my boss for a year.  She's out today and I'm, again, doing all her work.  She makes so many mistakes it's unbelievable.  My boss is a perfectionist.  How did she survive him.  He makes mincemeat out of you if you're not "perfect."  This place makes no sense.

Blahg

I realize it's been a long time since I posted anything.  The bottom line is that nothing exciting has been going on in my life.  I'm still at the same job which I've begun to despise.  It's a small office and it seems the the people who goof off the most are treated like royalty.  I wish I had the money to go back to school and learn how to be an IT person. I really do well with computers. I'm always the one people run to when there's a problem.  Funny how the IT people they do pay seem to know so little.  I'm going away the first week of August.  Just to the dude ranch which my son and I have grown to love.  I need to do some deep thinking.  I can't go on the way I have been or my soul is going to wither away and die.  My creativity is non-existant it sucks. 

Blahg

Maybe the reason you're so "overworked" is that:

1.  You spend endless time talking to your boyfriend/family/friends (even though you say you "never" get a break).

2.  You suck at what you do!  I should know I've had to clean up your messes.

Blahg

I know I've touched upon this subject before but I just came in after a long weekend.  Not one of leasure as I was off for an endoscopy  (For those who don't know that's when they stick the tube down the opposite end. Already had the pleasure of the colonscopy a few weeks ago.)

So Ms. Lazyness who is always complaining that she's so overworked translation:  she spends a good part of her day on personal phone calls, shopping on line and Facebook -- bites my head off when she comes in because my boss (heavens) gave her a bill to pay WHICH IS PART OF HER FUCKING JOB.  It's hard not to punch her in the mouth because I have to get along with all the bitches I work with since there's no other place to go unless you move my office the bathroom and then there are only two stalls.  So Ms. Bitch I hope your bosses make your life a triple living hell today and I hope you are overworked and totally miserable and I can sit back and laugh at you you overpaid dump twat.  BTW I would have fired her a long time ago. She makes more mistakes than anyone I've ever seen.  Then again our receptionist is late every day and/or calls in sick and still has a job.  Oh did I mentoin that they are best friends.

Blahg

I work for lawyers.  Lawyers are true manbabies.  They need their diapers changed, baba's when they want them and throw their toys out of their playpens on a regular basis.  They sign my paychecks though so I have to put up with them.

The hormonal bitches I work with are a different story.  The woman who has the office next to mine is always whining to her boss (and anyone who will listen) that she's so OVERWORKED, PUT UPON, everyone passes the buck TO HER.  Meanwhile she is now in her office (after pushing her work off on me -- presumably it's my bosses matter) talking about Vampire Diaries (yep an almost 50 year old woman).  Then she'll call her sister, boyfriend, friend, Verizon to complain about her DVR.  She spends about an hour a day on personal phone calls and another hour surfing the web and on line shopping. 

I goof off too.  After all MY work is done.  That's the difference.  And my boss is fine with it.