You deserve a job you like, after all the annoying ones with evil bosses!
Well, I admit to wondering if I was bringing it on myself somehow. I do have Authority Issues, what with the not liking to be bossed and feeling uncomfortable bossing others. (At least long-term. Put me in a chaotic situation, I'll start barking orders. But once everything is running smoothly, my inner drill sergeant goes back into hibernation.)
You probably could hide under your bed while you do the interviews.
You probably could hide under your bed while you do the interviews.
Careful of sounding too echoey, though.
The douchebag who called me a liar and claimed I backed down from a an argument is at Comic Con.
Careful of sounding too echoey, though.
With my bed, the rug beneath and the comforter & assorted bedding hanging over the sides would act nicely as sound baffling and mitigate the echoeyness of the larger room.
However, only the cat can actually fit under my bed.
Feh. So everyone in my department but me was in on the plan to order in lunch today? "I think you weren't at your desk" my ass. I haven't left except for five mintues to go smoke and I came back and you were all eating.
Starving, and now grumpy.
Two people who normally yell over the cube walls at each other just had a phone conversation with each other.
On speakerphone. It's like they're looking for ways to be more annoying and less considerate.
paperdol, I'm so incredibly thrilled for you.
When are the interviews? I'll bring you iced coffee and then go away and when you are done, Noah and I will take you for breakfast.
Noah! How is the little man this morning?
Any more poop explosions? I think he did that just to make me look incompetent.
I like Kat's plan.
I think the rude speakerphoners are related to the guy who uses the intercom feature to call officemate's phone and ask "Are you there? Bob? If you are there, pick up. [pause] Bob?"
after calling a couple times regularly where no one picks up. And yes, he knows someone else shares the office. One of these days I'm going to tell him Bob's gone to the darkside and never to call again.
Of course, he's also the guy who came in here and sat at the other desk to have a private cell conversation with his girlfriend while I glared at him, so there may be no hope.