A group of us at work got an email yesterday informing us another employee has had back surgery and is recovering. I didn’t know about it and could care less. I don’t like this employee and never have. She works from home so I am happy I don’t have to see her but twice maybe three times a year.
So the email sender states she has a card and if we want to sign it to come back to her office and do so. Well I didn’t want to sign it but the bitch had such a lack of signatures, which proves this employee is not liked, that she had to walk around to our cubes pointing out we forgot to sign the card and to please sign.
If I wanted to fucking sign it I would have walked the twenty feet from my cube to your office you dumb bitch. I didn’t forget, I did not want to sign. She also gave me an off look because I didn’t read it before I signed it. Fuck you, I didn’t want to sign as it was, so I am not reading it. I am sure whatever you picked out was slurpy and sweet enough to suffice.
I may sound like a royal bitch myself but it pisses me off with all the cards, gifts, cakes whatever the fuck that floats around this place for the smallest little thing.
**Dear entire company,
Snow Whites plant died lets send her a pick me up bouquet. Donations are welcome.**
But then come around to our cubes with their hand out for money with a pen and card in hand.
I don’t understand why they don’t get the fact that if these little card giving, gift giving, cake making ideas do not sprout the entire department beating down their door to contribute that maybe most of us think it is stupid or just maybe we don’t have the funds to hand out every time Jeanie gets a hang nail and requires sometime type of card.
Get lost.