It Hurts to Be This Sexy
	2004-04-01 | 11:23 a.m. Bossy McBosserton
	Alright, so I really don't like my boss. No, yeah, really. My Fiction Friend calls her a "schlepper" which she defines as one who gives their work to someone else instead of doing it themselves. That sounds about right. It also means that she takes any opportunity to leave her desk and complain about how much work she has. Now I'm all for a little break from the daily grinder so that I don't end up all pulverized. But seriously, it's ridiculous. Today there was a big emergency during the morning, and her boss told her to be sure to cover both phone lines at all times. No problem, except that she came down to give me something and then stopped to have a conversation (read: complain about how much work/life/health/finances suck today). And I was already going to her office to pick up the stuff from her. And we have a special intercom phone line that she could have called someone on for the stupid chattiness. She makes me so angry sometimes, mostly because in spite of her total complainy ass laziness, she always yells at me for coming to work late. Fiction Friend believes it's because all the hours that I'm not here require her to actually stop complaining and/or shopping on the internet and do work. I'd pretty much agree with that. Another friend of mine had similar problems working here, I think. Well, a different department, but the same place. It's a little super-crazy that I want to stick around here for working next year, but I secretly like it a lot. Go figure. **Bitchy Moans** The weather that ROARED - 2005-03-01 Enabler's Rag - 2005-02-15 Where in the world? - 2005-01-14 Where have all the rude boys gone? - 2005-01-04 quickly - 2004-11-21 <-- - -->	Last Next Newest Older Rings Pictures Links Profile Guestbook Email me Notes Diaryland Hate is Great

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