I mentioned a while ago that I'd use this series of John Derian magnets from Target for any timely rants I may have. Short and sweet, this one, because I edited a much longer version of it, but realized that too much vitriol in the morning isn't good for anyone.
I absolutely, positively hate when I walk into the freakin' lobby at work only to get peppered with stupid work questions. We're not saving lives, people. No one's coding on a hospital bed.
You can freakin' wait until I've put down my stupid laptop, taken off my winter layers, and had my first swig of Mountain Dew.
3 comments:
You can't spell magnetism without STING which is what some bugs do and some people too...
Oh lordy yes. Don't even expect me to make eye contact until I've taken the coat off, unpacked the bag, found my do-list, and surveyed the day. If you let me get a cup of coffee, I might even form a complete sentence. I have a routine, and you're taking any chance of productivity away if you don't let it run its course. I *am* that stick-in-the-mud.
The lobby?! They won't even let you get to your desk first??? I hope you gave that person a good dressing down!
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