The Shitter walked into the office earlier today and stopped at my desk. Usually he is rushing by, sending a quick hello over his shoulder as he tackles my printer to see if his imaginary print-outs are there...
"Are there any faxes for me?" he asks.
Blink. Blink. Blinkblinkblinkblink.
"Shitter, wouldn't I have called you? Don't I always call you when you get faxes and you're not in the office?"
Crickets.
He just mumbled something that could have been "I guess." or "Go fuck yourself, Diana." and went to his desk.
Maybe it's just the depression that is settling in, maybe it's just that I'm finally getting sick and fucking tired if his stupid ass and it's starting to bubble, or maybe I really really really want him to leave me the fuck alone...
If it came out harsh, I'm not sorry, it's the truth.
Because seriously, what does he think I do all day? Does he think that I'm SOOOOOO busy that I can't even let them know about their paperwork, I know their shit is important, I never just put it aside and leave it there to rot until I feel like it...
I just really wish he would leave me alone sometimes. Go to your little office and drum your fingers on your desk waiting for your phone to ring and just leave. me. be.
I really need some time away from here...
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I'd say that it sounded like you got tired of him questioning your ability.
Next time he asks, flash him your boobs and say "Right here..." and wink suggestively at him.
That should make up for this time if he thought you were harsh.
I volunteer at my daughter's school and see first hand that the secretary in the school office runs that place.
And it is my guess that she makes about a fraction of the head mistress and the teachers.
When Stormy (yes, that is really her name) is sick...that place limps around like nobody's business.
You are more important than he is, trust me. But, you must know that...
I agree it's time to put the Shitter in his place. If you don't do it soon I am afraid your head might pop off Diana.
He's ridiculous to say the least.
Try to take a few deep breaths since I am sure your news from yesterday is making all aspects of your life unbarable at the moment.
Hugs to you again.
Kick him in the nuts.
Then come to my house for some cake. You know you wanna.
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