To the man outside my office door who is speaking very loudly so that everyone in my department will hear your business,
Shut. the. fuck. up.
Fuckhead.
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Kisses,
Popstar
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I suggest faking a phone call and speaking just as loudly. “SPEAK UP - I CAN’T UNDERSTAND YOU BECAUSE SOME IDIOT OUTSIDE IS TALKING SO LOUD”.
I think any number of people in my phone list would have GLADLY taken a real call of me saying that. And then they would have giggled in my hear, and then I would have giggled in their ear and then I wouldn’t have gone home in a seriously pissed off mood. But I’m better now!
That happened yesterday as I was trying very hard to concentrate on an extremely tedious task. We all work in the lovely land of cubicles, and the guys over in the next row were being SO LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS. I jammed my ear buds in and turned up my iTunes to drown them out… and I could STILL HEAR THEM. I was so pissed.
But because I’m a wuss, I didn’t say anything to them. I sat in my cube and silently fumed. Gee, I wonder where all my rage comes from??
Next time, I’m going to try shouting at them verbatim what you wrote here. Maybe I’ll get lucky and they’ll fire me. haha
Oh, it sounds like you’re in as good a mood as I am today! Yay! (Mine was traffic related, mostly. Grr.)
DCMM, I absolve myself of any responsibility for your job security. That said, PLEASE blog about what happens when you tell them to STFFFFFFFU! I couldn’t tell the guy to shut up because he was a client. If he had been a colleague… he woulda been yanked into my office, thrown into a chair, and chewed. Verbally, that is.
Stef, a nap is a cure for all of life’s ailments, I am convinced. I feel amazing now!
Verbally ? For shame. For a moment, I was hoping that you had an Audrey in there.
The only Audrey in my office is me.
Good thing you’ve got a guy who feeeeeeeeeeds youuuuuuuu.
Yes, it keeps me nicer.
Not nice. But nicer. Today I told my boss “I don’t want to hear it” when he tried to give me some lame excuse about something that has royally pissed me off for a few months now. DON’T LIE TO MY FACE. Yah… See? Nicer.
Honesty is quite nice, if you ask me. Beats a liar anyday.
I’m much more tolerant of the truth even if it’s bad news than I am of a lie and I find out it is, that’s for sure.
And I’m not saying I haven’t ever been a hypocrite, but I tend to only lie to people who lied to me first.
Quite respectable indeed.
I like the graphic signature… that’s pretty hawt… Popstar… very fitting…
Dawg, it’s just a font call to Lucida handwriting. A little trick I learned when I was 12. (Ok, maybe 19.) I’m all about the fonts. And Popstar fits you too.
