Which is just one more thing I don't have time for. (They give you a little Halloween gift, you're supposed to give 2 other people one (within 24 hours, WTH?), and hang a sign on your office so you don't get booed again.) It's like a chain letter, only more work. I'll do it, but only because I don't want to be that girl.
If things continue in their current pattern, by tomorrow I will be a puddle of coughing mucus and nothing else. I went to the work health clinic and asked that they test me for strep, because I was hoping that I could have some antibiotics to cure my ailment and they were all, yeah we'll test you. And then they were all - it's negative, too bad so sad, here have these drugs which don't work very well.
2 comments:
You should pull a George Costanza and tell them that you've made a donation in their name to the Human Fund.
Why are people in offices so bent on turning their workplace into happy touchy-feely zones? Just because there are desks everywhere doesn't mean it should be like elementary school.
You know construction workers and truck drivers don't have to worry about this kind of crap.
Of course, I'm just an old asocial crab.
Why do they torture us like that? I love the donation in their name idea. Hope you feel better soon!
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