Dear Co-worker,
Maybe I’m overreacting, but the way you say things sometimes just makes me want to punch you in the windpipe. Especially when you asked me if I was going to go to break with you or just “stuff my face”? WTF is that supposed to mean? Bitch! —I’m not a big fattie that just sits in my cubical and eats all day!!!!
This article appears in Oct 14-20, 2010.
Jam your double-down in her cake-hole and then lecture her on the dangers of sodium and cholesterol as she turns a splotchy shade of purple.
Tell her you’re going to have a 15 minute colonic that involves a styrofoam cup of cigarette butts and a pressure washer.
Call centre cubicle?
I have no idea how people manage to keep their sanity in a job, that puts you in a cage…ok a cubical !
I mean who was the sadistic fuck who even came up with that idea ?
Any time I’ve ever seen a boiler room aka office full of cubicals, it has reminded me of the plot for a 17th century slave ship where they are piled in there like cord wood !
Everyone right on top of the person next to you !
I’d rather sit on the sidewalk of Halisux & shake my empty coffee cup hoping you’ll spare me a dime !
i have never worked in an office setting, hope i don’t have to go that route…feck mr. more is that what i think it is? did you photoshop it?