Ever had one of those days when you're so frustrated and burnt out that you shut your office door so that your coworkers will hopefully take the hint and just leave you the hell alone, but secretly you're hoping that one of them will happen to disregard the shut door and walk on in, ready to chat, just so that you can have an excuse to throw a heavy Swingline stapler right at their head?
No? Just me? Awesome.
1 comment:
Would you please send an inner office memo on my behalf warning everyone NOT to enter your office...I just hope you don't throw something at me for entering your blog.
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