The admin assistant from our athletics office currently sends all her emails with a gingerbread man background and “Merry Christmas” in red and green letters in her signature and I’m 100% on board with that.
Well I’m a terrible employee, grouchy, broke, could stand to lose a few pounds, and I just experienced my first ever two-day hangover. Glad to know I can just blame it on the season and not face the fact that I’m a piece of shit.
Unrelated complaint: My office has one of those cheap ass microwaves that has a dial instead of buttons. It’s a guessing game. Will my food come out boiling hot or will it still be cold? There’s no way of knowing.
I live in a nice small town about 30 miles outside the city. It’s technically a suburb because of its location, but it’s so much better than being in a wasteland of cookie cutter, vinyl-sided houses.
Eventually I will also have to come to terms with the fact that Spicy Chick-fil-A sandwiches give me diarrhea every single time, but today will not be that day.
I feel your pain. When I can’t use my favorite private bathroom at work and have to poop in my 2nd favorite bathroom it kinda puts a damper on my work day. If those are both in use and I have to use one of the stall bathrooms my day is ruined.
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The admin assistant from our athletics office currently sends all her emails with a gingerbread man background and “Merry Christmas” in red and green letters in her signature and I’m 100% on board with that.
Well I’m a terrible employee, grouchy, broke, could stand to lose a few pounds, and I just experienced my first ever two-day hangover. Glad to know I can just blame it on the season and not face the fact that I’m a piece of shit.
Fuck the lotion tissues. Too soft for a good nose wipe. Give me a good quality paper towel over a tissue any day.
No just fear of people calling in and making unexpected work for me
Two weeks with no new wall posts? Wtf. Need entertainment to distract me from work.
Unrelated complaint: My office has one of those cheap ass microwaves that has a dial instead of buttons. It’s a guessing game. Will my food come out boiling hot or will it still be cold? There’s no way of knowing.
Fuck off Judge Judy
You must have a shitty relationship with your roommate. I found most of these to be true.
You’re not getting that job
1:00ish hungover Waffle House trip the next day is always the move
That’s my worst nightmare
This guy gets it
I live in a nice small town about 30 miles outside the city. It’s technically a suburb because of its location, but it’s so much better than being in a wasteland of cookie cutter, vinyl-sided houses.
Fuck which wich
Couches are inside things
Eventually I will also have to come to terms with the fact that Spicy Chick-fil-A sandwiches give me diarrhea every single time, but today will not be that day.
Every day I look at the couch in my office and wonder if I could get away with closing my door and taking a nap on it
I feel your pain. When I can’t use my favorite private bathroom at work and have to poop in my 2nd favorite bathroom it kinda puts a damper on my work day. If those are both in use and I have to use one of the stall bathrooms my day is ruined.
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Being too broke to afford AirPods. PGP.