Tuesday, June 24, 2008
You know what Boski says, Boski says I hate office talkers. Now I like to converse with my co-workers, in fact I feel it is necessary for a good working environment. But I've got two of the worst talkers in the world in my department. From the minute they are in the door, to the minute they leave....blah blah blah, talk talk talk. They just need to shut the fuck up. I don't care about your son's JV basketball game, I don't care about your dinner dilemma, and I don't care about what you did lastnight, or what you are going to do this weekend. If I did I would ask. One of them is younger in age and goes out every night. She comes in either still drunk or hung over and tells the same story to everyone who walks by. By around 3 in the afternoon I've the story 8 times, then she'll forgot she told me and tell it to me again. The other one talks about her kids, her house, her husband, her church. The church stuff is the worst. Now I know my religious views are not typical and I realize that different people have different beliefs, I respect that. But I don't talk about my views, so please don't preach to me. She also thinks her 15 year old son doesn't jerk off....she thinks that sort of behavior is not right. OK lady if hes not doing it, HES NOT RIGHT. She just needs to cut the umbilical, because its still there. The kids is going to fucked by the time he 19. I should start charging counseling fees to all these women.