Hello all my lovelies. I need your advice on something that has been bugging me for the past month or so. I share an office and my co-worker talks to her boyfriend between 10-25 times a day (this is NOT an exaggeration). She doesn't like his name so she only refers to him as "baby" (ick) and I am literally on my last nerve. I sigh loudly, I listen to woxy as loud as I can ALL day,and I storm out of my office during at least one of his calls everyday but nothing seems to phase her. Is love really that blind? WTF?!?!?!?!?!
Please help me before I end up in jail for assault.
Losing my mind in a windowless office on the 44th floor.
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my advice to you is headphones. oh, and there is always the anonymous tip to human resources.... they ain't big fans of personal calls down there.
i say just discreetly rub her phone receiver with chloroform. that should give you a few moments peace.
I like it jamal! You are just as evil as I strive to be.
i try to be the model for all things evil. i think it actually stems from february 14th, 1997. damn you cubber, DAMN YOU!
Sabatoge her and baby's life. I know you have the power.
xoxo
pam the wam
Come sit in my seat for one day and listen to the famous Wiscod cracking herself up from reading HER OWN blog... you'll be running back to the "baby" sayer in no time! JK's, Dane! Who would I complain to all day long without you! Love you, mean it:)
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