Why would I call you to remind you of a meeting when I put it on your calendar, that reminds you, and then you tell me that I need to set a reminder, for the reminder, to remind you. Retire. Now.

My coworker is wearing a polo shirt, the kind with three buttons. All the buttons are undone and his chest hair is all bushing out. Ew!!!!

I hate my job. A big part of it is my boss. He's a nice enough guy and I like him on a personal level. But as a boss, he SUCKS. He's willfully ignorant, often refuses to take or return phone calls, pushes anything he can off on his employees and then gets mad at us for not knowing things that HE, as the boss, should know, etc. His tactics and game-playing are essentially making it difficult for me to do my job. I've asked him to do some simple things that would make things easier, and he's flat out refused. SO frustrating.

I just love how you were all in to helping me find a better job, and even put an offer on the table! And then I said no to your lunch invitation because I'm married, and you won't return my calls now. At least I found out what you were after before I started working for you instead of after.

I just started looking into the requirements for becoming a CPA. I hate my job and my field, and the only part of every job I've ever had seems to be the accounting and numbers aspect of it. Wish me luck!

A woman I work with mixes stuff for her PhD program in with the work I do for the group (I guess she is hoping I won't notice). I do the things related to her PhD incorrectly.

I am going to ask for a promotion today. Ahhh..... I am nervous! Here's hoping it goes well and my nerves don't get the best of me.

I wish there were more options for lunch around here. There are three greasy spoons that all have pretty much the same menu, a Subway, and the grocery store. Or I can get gas station pizza. I'm so hungry. I just want something tasty and not loaded with grease or salt. I hate those tiny little frozen meals. Ugh. Nothing sounds good and I'm starving.

Boss is on vacation for the rest of the week. Big boss is taking his place. He leaves us alone so we can get work done and morning meetings are so much nicer.

If you're going to continually be late getting documents to me, then force me to beg for sources multiple times, and THEN have to be reminded after countless emails, well, you might just be my least favorite person to work with.