MY COW-ORKER IS A PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE LITTLE BITCH SHOUTING THREAD→[More:] I'VE BEEN OUT SINCE MONDAY WITH A FUCKING FEVER OF 102 DEGREES, OKAY? DID THEY REALLY WANT ME IN THE OFFICE? I'M GENUINELY SICK HERE. SO MY COW-ORKER JUST HAD TO COME IN MY OFFICE AND SAY ALL SNARKILY, "DO WE HAVE THE YELLOW TONER YET?" AND I SAID, "I'M GOING TO GET IT AT LUNCH" AND SHE SAYS, "I HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT, SO FUNNY, THAT YOU CALLED AND WEREN'T GOING TO COME IN TODAY EITHER! YOU JUST SAID, I'M GOING TO MAKE IT A FULL WEEK, WHY NOT? AND YOU HAD THE TONER IN YOUR PURSE. OH HA HA HA!" JUST BECAUSE SHE IS ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO NEVER EVER EVER MISSES A MOMENT OF WORK AND NEVER SLACKS OFF AND COMES IN HERE SICK AND SO ON AND SO FORTH. DAMN I REALLY CAN'T STAND HER.

GODDAMN IT. THIS IS RIDICULOUS. I HATE THE STUPID WORK CULTURE WHERE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DRAG YOUR DYING ASS IN HERE EVEN IF YOU GO AHEAD AND INFECT LEGIONS OF PEOPLE WITH YOUR DISEASE. WHAT DO WE WANT TO BET I GOT THIS DAMN FLU FROM SOME KID WHO SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ALLOWED TO LEAVE HOME BUT INSTEAD CAME TO THE MUSEUM? IT'S SO STUPID!