July 22, 2008
It figures that my first blog would be about stress. Not just any kind of stress, but work stress… I know everyone in this world works with complete and utter morons so I assume I am no exception to the rule but my office is a little out of hand. We have one girl that can’t handle the fact that there are random people parking in our parking spots. She will come and talk to me about it and expects me to go superman on their asses, pick up the car and throw it over my head into oncoming traffic. Im sorry, I do not have kyrptonite and I cannot change into my super hero cape in a phone booth. Deal with it you fucking moron or call the janitor yourself and have him put the fucking sticker on the car. Either way, I don’t drive, I don’t have a parking spot, so guess what? I don’t care. For being a piss drinking hippie vegetarian that thinks that drinking out of plastic bottles will give you cancer should be taking the bus or riding her 0mpg bike to work anyway. 

It figures that my first blog would be about stress. Not just any kind of stress, but work stress…

I know everyone in this world works with complete and utter morons so I assume I am no exception to the rule but my office is a little out of hand.

We have one girl that can’t handle the fact that there are random people parking in our parking spots. She will come and talk to me about it and expects me to go superman on their asses, pick up the car and throw it over my head into oncoming traffic. Im sorry, I do not have kyrptonite and I cannot change into my super hero cape in a phone booth. Deal with it you fucking moron or call the janitor yourself and have him put the fucking sticker on the car. Either way, I don’t drive, I don’t have a parking spot, so guess what? I don’t care.

For being a piss drinking hippie vegetarian that thinks that drinking out of plastic bottles will give you cancer should be taking the bus or riding her 0mpg bike to work anyway. 

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