Working and paying close attention to the erratic behavior of those around me...I feel like I am on a playground and little Suzie just got pushed off the swing.
Someone is laughing uproariously that another someone had her skirt tucked into her tights (sure it's funny but Tights is still standing there with her crimson cheeks still glowing). Now, not only is the laughter really loud, the other three in the vicinity have joined in, further increasing the embarrassment of Tights, who by the way would not behave in this manner. I think Tights should get to punch each of the laughers in the stomach. As hard as she can. And Tights is not a lightweight, let me tell you.
Next, one of the overgrown children working here has decided to make everyone miserable because someone moved her chair to another workstation in her absence. Said chair moved a mere 15ft to the other end of the workstation. Its on wheels, for the love of Pete! Roll it back. Problem solved.
I love solving all the problems in here. I feel strong and powerful.
The rest of the playground escapades will have to wait for another time. I have to sharpen my pencils. You never know when someone is so irritating they have to lose an eye....
Later.....
