Dear douchebags at work who come in half an hour early but then sit there and shout around the office while I’m actually trying to get on with work cos I start at 9 and you start at half past but you have no concept of talking in a quiet voice,
Imagine how interested you are in your life. Now half that. Now throw away both of those halfs. That is how interested I am in your life. Please refrain from talking about your daughter’s school day drama so FREAKING LOUDLY and acting like a child and talking in a baby voice when you talk to men on the phone (your job is basically talking to men on the phone, this may prove difficult for you. first step is not INFANTILISING YOURSELF during every call ‘ooh I am a lucky little girly!’ you are 37 years old). Dear jesus grow up and stop looking for acknowledgement for every little thing you do well from every manager that comes into the room. And you don’t have to recite what happened during every phone call to us. We were all there. And we could all hear cos you were shouting.
I just want to work in a room by myself alone where I could get on in peace what kind of job can provide these wonderous things???
