If I hear Margaret complain one more time about
how much time she has to spend taking her incredibly talented daughters to
soccer games or practices or student council stuff or whatever I’m going to
freak out. She’s mad because she
can’t get to the lake this weekend because she has too much other stuff
going on. It should be
illegal for people above you at work to complain to you about their personal lives. I just want to grab her and shake her
and scream, “You make so much more money than I do that I don't care one bit
about your problems! You have
brought them on. You over-committed
yourself! Stop trying to bask in
the glow of your daughters. I am
tired of hearing the same story four times as you travel to each of my
surrounding cubicles and relay the same information. Sometimes you even sit on my desk and talk to the guy next
to me. I’m trying to work (most of
the time). Your behavior is
inappropriate.”
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