So all night tonight I have been running back and forth from my office back to the records room working on the neverending stack of garage expenses I deal with.
I was just told that I am an arrogant uppity d[black][/black]ick by the woman who is the receptionist here. The reason? Because I only said hello to her once despite passing by her 17 times. She actually counted how many times I went past her.
I should also volunteer the following information about her. Our office has a private parking lot, with one entrance and exit, both at the same spot. This talented woman managed to get lost in the parking lot, the security guard called us upstairs to see it. And sure enough, she was driving in circles for close to 15 minutes before the guard guided her out.
This is the same woman who holds conversations with her purse and calls me kiddo because she can't remember my name. The same woman who ripped open a full bag of potato chips and dump them on her desk then wipe them all on the floor and stepped on them.
Janet, if you are reading this, the mothership is calling you, GTFO