Individual who attended the morning session with provided breakfast just help self to lunch for afternoon participants before they even arrive.
The chick at my place leaves dishes all over the place. Fusses when nothing in the refrigerator is tasty and never makes a list of items she finishes off.
I am finally (crosses fingers) over the ick. Now K-Bug has it.
CJ's senior schedule, second semester - College Prep Writing, Athletic Training (Sports Medicine), Sports Training (weights/running/various strength training), and TWO classes of TA'ing for the Adventure (climbing) class. He doesn't have a 1st or 2nd period class, so he actually helps out in Adventure during those periods too. Rough schedule.
Spit into the trashcans and will empty their mouthful of dip into the toilet and not flush. Also spit on stairs into office. General grossness.
I've made comments that I, too, could leave containers with body fluids around if that is what people want.
I share my office with three cats, and they are barely civil at all. Lazy, complaining, leave food all over the shared kitchen, and man, thoroughly inappropriate displays of affection.
The tobacco spitting is the grossest thing ever. I'm surprised it's even allowed in offices.
Yuck, msbelle! That's no way to behave in a society.
Trucking yard for a mining company. Not my ideal match. Possibly why I am starting to feel so desperate for contact with other humans of my choosing.
I can't even with the spitting. How is that acceptable under ANY circumstances...much less a professional one.
I know a young man who carries around an empty water bottle for spitting.
Can't. Even.
My office mate insists on talking to me in the bathroom, thinks the fact that I have a standing desk means that he can bogart my office chair, demands hug breaks pretty much every day during business hours and, oh yeah, there's the shedding.
Fortunately, on a day like today, Cagney's greatest ambition is to sit in my therapy chair and gaze at me across the room...between important nap assignments. His expression kind of says, "When are you EVER going to do something interesting?"
He did get to romp in the snow while I was shoveling earlier, so perhaps he's just in a stupor.
Over all, it's been a pretty great day around here.
I'm supposed to have a client in 4 minutes, at which point, the fuzzball will need to vacate, much to his chagrin. Bonus for me though, pre-warmed work chair!
My office mate insists on talking to me in the bathroom, thinks the fact that I have a standing desk means that he can bogart my office chair, demands hug breaks pretty much every day during business hours and, oh yeah, there's the shedding.
Mine follow me to the bathroom and beg for part of my lunch. And every day between 5 and 5:30 (seriously, like they look at the clock and KNOW), one of them coughs up a hairball.
But they're cute, so it's all good.
