Thursday, March 31, 2005
MY COLLEAGUE IS A GREEDY GLUTTONOUS PIG
I go to Costo (sort of like a Sam's Club) for bulk everything to same money. I get my soda's there and my Quaker Fruit & Oatmeal breakfast bars there too. Usually I put them in my desk drawer so that I can nibble on something with my morning coffee, since I don't eat a full breakfast. Ever since I made my first purchase last Friday I've got a lard ass colleague who actually had the balls to ask me for one yesterday. I was polite and said here you go. If you really like them, you can get them for a good price at Costco. Today when I went to throw out the box and put the three remaining bars in my top drawer, I noticed one was missing. I asked my colleague if he took it. He sheepishly looked and said, "they were so good and he was hungry." I don't think it's my job to supply people their breakfast. Now I have to lock these in my locker as well. I gave him a dirty look and said, "I buy these in bulk to save money! Now if I go passing them out to everyone, how the fuck is that saving money? I expect you to ask me first before removing anything from my desk." The shit actually, called me a whiner under his breath. I called him a glutton under my breath (loud breath). God some people act like they've never seen food before. Is it like classic large family syndrome or something? People with many siblings have to fight for food or they become gluttons after living on rice and beans half their youth. And when there's food somewhere, they have to snatch and grab? What the fuck?
Saturday, March 12, 2005
MORE CHEAP ASS PEOPLE IN MY WORLD
This chick at work brings her brat son to work last week March the 4th, and she put him in a corner of our office where we primp and snack. What I mean is that we have a magnetic mirror for combing hair, lipstick etc, and a place for our snacks & coffee pot.
Idiot that she is, she doesn't bring along a Gameboy or something to keep him entertained. So of course he fucks with our personal things. My thing was the magnetic mirror which he plays (God knows what with) and he loses it behind the cubicle partition and the desk (which doesn't move cause it's bolted). I tell her she's owes me a mirror. I tell her this every day for a week and she says, "Well, I think someone with a small hand can fish it out!" What the fuck! I'm sorry this is a wishy washy, UNACCEPTABLE excuse! If it was my kid, I'd be at the store that night and would have replaced it immediately. But that's me. That was a 7 dollar mirror I got on a clearance table for $2 something including tax. I'm sorry, but is it wrong to continue to hound her for the mirror? I think there's a principle here. If she's so sure that a small hand can fish it out, why didn't she get her little shit to fish it out in the first place?
I hate kids. LOL
Idiot that she is, she doesn't bring along a Gameboy or something to keep him entertained. So of course he fucks with our personal things. My thing was the magnetic mirror which he plays (God knows what with) and he loses it behind the cubicle partition and the desk (which doesn't move cause it's bolted). I tell her she's owes me a mirror. I tell her this every day for a week and she says, "Well, I think someone with a small hand can fish it out!" What the fuck! I'm sorry this is a wishy washy, UNACCEPTABLE excuse! If it was my kid, I'd be at the store that night and would have replaced it immediately. But that's me. That was a 7 dollar mirror I got on a clearance table for $2 something including tax. I'm sorry, but is it wrong to continue to hound her for the mirror? I think there's a principle here. If she's so sure that a small hand can fish it out, why didn't she get her little shit to fish it out in the first place?
I hate kids. LOL
