Work.
Aaaargh. I'm so sick of work. The way my boss talks to one of the other employees... if he spoke to me that way, I would be out of here in two seconds. Either that, or I'd burst into tears after work every day. I can't wait to get out of here. This is why I can't take my eyes off of the clock. This is why I'm counting down the hours and minutes until work ends each afternoon.There are about 15 boxes in my reception area at the moment, filled with training manuals. I would usually move them into the spare office, but obviously can't do that anymore, because I'm quite pregnant. So I'm just waiting for my boss to tell me to move them. I'll tell him that I can't, but I fully believe that he is going ask me someday soon.
posted by Alyssa @ 4:35 PM
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