Utterly Bitchy.
There’s a meeting going on down the hall in a conference room that for whatever reason they don’t feel the need to shut the fucking door, so the entire half of the floor gets to hear this woman going on and on about whatever bullshit they are meeting about.
Seriously, it’s almost 1 and the meeting started when I got here at 8.
SHUT. THE. FUCK. ING. DOOR.
Maybe it’s just me, but it’s annoying. Also - the guy across the aisle keeps bouncing his leg up and down, which causes my desk to vibrate because of whatever shitty construction they have us sitting on up here on the second floor. When I ask him to stop he insists there’s no way I can feel it.
What the fuck? Feel my urge to throw shit at you, fucker.
I stayed home sick yesterday and though I feel better today, it’s that bitchy sort of better that you feel as you’re recovering from illness.
I really want to be the friendly customer service chick but it’s proven to be more difficult than merely wanting. This is only further evidenced by my increasing annoyance every time I get another email from a user with questions. They aren’t even stupid questions. They’re really good ones - actual problems.
But I just feel so hideous want to crawl into bed and not come out for awhile.
