I think I have stated for the record that I do not like my job, not one little bit. And for those who don’t know this then I am sorry your late to the party. I have been in my current job for almost 5 years now? I think ? There are days that it feels like I have been there for 85 billion years. I know I need to be happy that I have a job, I know that, but it doesn’t mean that it is like working in Disneyland everyday. You can think mean things about me and my unhappiness, all you want this is how it is.
So here is what set me off today: Got to work on time, same time as my coworker, let’s call her Pita. The first thing she does it go running in to the bosses office to tell him that she may not make it through the day because she is not feeling well. (in a whinny voice I am sure). Then she then sat down at her desk and commensed spreading her pluge germs everywhere. (Yes pluge is what I wanted to type, fully aware that it is a made up word that was born from my bad spelling/iphone texting combo. It is also very fun to say, pluge. Try it you may like it. and if the The Bloggess can make up words and get them in to the Urban Dictionary, by the way she is my new hero, then I can make up words too. And the is a lot of coliary, if you ask me.) Oh, where was I? Oh yeah bitching about my pluge spewing coworker. She was not going to be her a full day any who she was leaving at 2ish as far as the update in the meeting on Tuesday. I really wish I could invite every one to those meetings, that would be a hoot, for me not so much for you all.
Any way back to the bitch session, she take a moment out of sniffing her snotty nose and hacking on everything in sight, and then marinading in hand sanitizer, rinse and repeat alot, to inform me that she may not make it through the whole day due to being sick. At this point I point out that she had said in the staff meeting that she was not going to be here all day anyway. To this she spewed something about leaving at 1:15 then coming back and then leaving at 2:30 for the day. I have to ask myself what is the effen point of coming back if you are just going to leave again, but I didn’t ask. I just nodded OK and went on with my morning.
As the morning moved on she was now sneezing on everything at her desk. And then there was more hand sanitizer applied to every square inch of her person, you may say this is a good thing but it smells, alot it smells and give me a headache, at some point I would prefer the pluge to that smelly shit that she is currently slathering on her. That was all in the first two hours of work today. When she was not infecting her desk she was touching things in the office or out wandering sharing the pluge with everyone, so kind of her, I know.
Moral of the story is it is good to share, we learn this a kids. But damnit if you are sick stay at effening home, I don’t want to take the pluge home to my family, it is bad enough that the Boy Head is in High School. Lots of pluge there. So if I die of the pluge then it is all Pita’s fault, just remember that.