10 hours!!!
For the love of all things holy, when I’ve been working for 10 hours strait, and have to muster up some energy to go play/drink at sand volleyball, please don’t come up to me at 5:03 and say, “Um, do you think maybe you could stay for a bit. I have, um, some typing.” in a rhetorical question manner, which really means “Sit. Stay. Type.”
And if anyone asks me to get them beef sandwiches again, I may just burst a blood vessel in my eye.
And also, I don’t need to see pictures of your granddaughter in her wedding lingerie. She probably meant it when she asked you not to show it to anyone, and I really don’t need to be seeing her wedding-night thong! Sooooooooo not appropriate at work!!!!
My God girl! I hope you had more than a few last night. You sure needed it. I thought it was bad that I might have to empy the dishwasher at work once a month but to be someone’s lunch lady sucks. What is wrong with the people you work with? Most people show pictures of their daughter’s wedding not their GRANDdaughter’s panties. I’m sure someone like TP would have enjoyed the moment but good grief….
How is Molly’s worm? Fat and sassy?