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Dear Coworker,


You, who have all the worldliness of a Big Mac, and all the intelligence of a bag of rocky mountain oysters... If you're going to ride my ass, at least make it kinkier, and pull my hair.
You have made my, so far, short lived working experience miserable. So miserable, in fact, I have spent much of my time browsing craigslist for another shit job.
You who cannot stomach anything more ethnic than a peanut butter sandwich; you...fellow co-worker, who does not even know the state capitals- need to stop coming into my office to tell me every five minutes, that my paperwork is incorrect (especially when you are the one who steered me wrong to begin with), and JUST FIX IT!! It is your job, after all.
You are at least 50, and need to stop tattle tailing on me to the boss (who, only last week, called you out). I have been here for less than a month- I cannot possibly know everything. This is a goddamned legal office. I am not flipping burgers at Burger King.
Just as well, you ought to stop scoffing at what I eat. We know you think eating grape leaves is disgusting (even though you've never even TASTED them). Stop complaining... or I may just give you a reason to complain...
I'm sure that since I am merely twenty years of age, and you more than twice that- you assume you are higher on the foodchain/IQ scale than I. This is laughable.
When I look at your pan-flattened face- I do not see a horrible pain in the ass, hell bent on making my work week a living hell. I see chapulines in Oaxaca, and surfing in Costa Rica.
What's a "costa rica", you ask?
It's a place where nitwits don't exist.

So, dear co-worker, until May comes... I will continue to grit my teeth and put up with your demeaning and stupid assumptions of my stupidity and ineptitude.

Kind Regards,

The chick in the back office.

PS... Go Fu** Yourself!

Feel better now?

I try not to get bothered by coworkers. OK, so I've ended up with some pretty good ones now, but I haven't always been so lucky. It's bosses that can make your life miserable. And it sounds like your boss is bright enough to know that you're not the problem here, so you're all set.

Best of luck sticking it out until May.

(PS...have you asked her what makes grape leaves more disgusting than lettuce?)

Oh...she doesn't like lettuce, either
But, yeah.. it helped. heh.
The only bosses I ever had that caused me any problems were the "change jingler" and the "micro manager". It was a father-son team that work in the travel industry.
I loved the job- and the change jingler and I were good pals. But, his son, the micro manager was a very anal retentive guy that completely drove me nuts.
I ended up leaving because the micro manager was much to much for my health..
It's always the employees that kill me.
She was a lot more polite to me after the whole situation.

What about Turkey?

Sing it sister! You are my new hero. Your words ring so true my ears are bleeding. Sitting at a Souplantation surrounded by strangers..uh I mean coworkers, is enough to make me cry. But for now this is the cross I must bear. Every single morning I take a look around my office and cannot believe this is my life. What did I do to deserve this? Then I remember all the suffering makes the freedom of travel all the more sweet. And the countdown rolls on......

"This year could be our year...." thrillssssss

Capt Andy-
Traveling, eating well, and showing my family a good time are the only justifications I can make to keep myself in offices like these. I was not born to complete redundant paperwork, and feel that if there is such a thing as reincarnation, I was an explorer in another life. Without sounding uppity, this work is truly beneath me, and my intellect and curiosity are suited for far better things. I have an inkling most people on this board feel the same way about their situations. We are a unique breed of people with a genuinely different understanding of work, and values, and time.
Life without a college degree really blows- because of the lack of job options (though I'm sure, those who do have degrees that put them in offices are no better off). I'm not sure what I want to do when I acquire a degree- but, I'm sort of thankful I lost my scholarship, because I'd be 3/4 of the way through a business degree right now (blech!). I imagine I'll become a professor, a historian, an archaeologist... something that I love, instead of something that just makes me money.
Office politics and "business" principle is icky.
So, I'm waiting for the day when I can leave this stupid job for C. America, and subsequently, return to school. It's not all that far off. I'm just trying to make due like the rest of ya'll.

Good luck, Andy. We're all on a countdown of some sort- together.