Dear God:
I keep trying to remember that I'm very fortunate and very blessed to be employed. I drive by that closed GM plant in Doraville everyday, so I know I'm blessed. But can you help the other colleagues that could make my job better? Can you help them realize that shouldn't have apathy towards us other colleagues who are just trying to do our jobs just like they are? Stop making my job so effin' hard!!!
Now I see why there are corporate types who leave their jobs to be happy baristas at Starbucks. And there's three of those near me hiring.
Dear SisterGreek Colleague:
I wanna smack you. You should know better about "Excuses" in all areas of life, so stop slinging that "I'm a MIP Greek" bullisht at me. Besides, you have the potential to get my boss pi$$ed at me b/c you're slacking. You must know that's not about to happen. If there's a choice between you and me going under the bus, best believe it won't be me with tire tracks on my back.
Last edited by jojapeach; 12-09-2008 at 02:19 PM.
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