No links today-

I swear she waits until Fridays to piss me off just enough to make me never to return to the office.
She (Stoopid) has absolutely turned into a female version of The Asshole, as much as I had hoped it would never happen. I think that back office is CURSED!!! (She has his old office.)
Great idea that it was to mention for her to add a bio on our website, she gave me TWO PAGES to write in the little itty bitty space we have. I'm not joking, two pages. Full. It's a damn book!
I told her I would have to edit a lot of it out and just put the important things in there. "But it is all important." she says to me.
Good grief.
I tell her we don't have too much space, that everyone just puts general information in there along with experience and awards.
She tells me to try and fit it all. I didn't. So i cut and wrote and manuevered and finished, and she doesn't like it. She wants like two more paragraphs in there, and I'm patiently trying to explain to her that it isn't going to fit, and she asks me if I'm mad at her. I wish I could have told her "YES! YOU ARE RIDICULOUS!" but instead I said "I will try to fit more in, but I can tell you it won't."
See how nice I am that i didn't jump over the damn counter and kick her?
Does she not realize I'm not just sitting here twiddling my thumbs together? That I actually do REAL work, as much as she might think I don't.
I don't like her.
I would prefer The Shitter to her any day, and you know that IS BAD.
(I sent this rant to Head Admin. in an e-mail, she called me back laughing. She thought it was hilarious, but I kept telling her I didn't mean it as a joke, I was being serious!)