ooo I've got one...why is it that I can time (down to the second) when people are going come to my desk asking for my "help" (help actually means, I'm leaving do this for me K?...k) at 4:00? I call it the 4:00 pileup. Every friggin day...my favorite is, if I'm not at my desk (rare) they put it in my chair with a sticky note...I absolutely LOVE the people I work with.
However, my boss is a saint, as she did give me hot chocolate and went out to the pharmacy to get my sick butt a blanket and cough drops. Shelly rocks like slayer...
i have one too... hmmm, is she jealous? my co-woker gets a bit passive agressive when i'm asked repeatedly by our salesmen to do little things that she can do. For example, one guy will come looking for me or will call me for a proposal number.
this afternoon, she asked me why and i just shurgged my shoulders "don't know..." then when he came in she asked him, "why don't you ask me? i can get them for you..."
i didn't realize we were in some sort of competition... hmmmmm....
-- Edited by disco strangler at 14:34, 2008-09-25
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