Oh, it’s been awhile since I bitched about work.
This morning someone asked me if I’d seen the missing keys. I said no. What I wanted to say was if I’d seen them they wouldn’t be missing. Truthfully, what I really wanted to say was quit coming down the hall to ask me stupid shit. This someone already asked me this week to check the contents of a CD she found in a laptop’s drive. Seriously, you couldn’t just start the CD while it was in the laptop to see what it was? You had to come all the way down the hall to ask me? It’s like I’m working in 1995 and my machine is the only one with a CD drive.
A manager wore a purple velour warm-up suit to work yesterday. She worked all day dressed like she was going to the gym or Target on Saturday. WTF.