Uh huh, I'd prob die.
I had a two pack going about a year ago.
I got a six pack, it's in the fridge in the garage. Oh wait, I drank some, so it's a four pack.
Only six pack I'm ever likely to have. I've consumed to many of those to have the other kind.I got a six pack, it's in the fridge in the garage. Oh wait, I drank some, so it's a four pack.
I got a six pack, it's in the fridge in the garage. Oh wait, I drank some, so it's a four pack.
"That" problem causes some severe back issues...all BS aside.
I know,had that talk with many of them
No! I have a desk, in a real (shared) office, and if I lean around the corner and look through the other office, I can >< almost see outside.
But, no...no cubicle.
Seriously, the men were scared to death of two of the women there.
I could have taken them on (verbally), but wasn't going to lower myself to cat fighting...
I told them that the person they hired to replace me needed to be someone who HAD to have their job.
The finance director actually hung his head and looked at the floor and said "I know".
Sad. Spineless people get run over by strong women.
This man is scared but he pretends he's not. It's hilarious to watch him puff up his chest and talk in this low voice. We call it Napoleon syndrome. No one takes him seriously and most walk all over him.
Sweet dreams Dale,Good night Kad
No one would even come to the finance dept office unless they had to.
Only the dept. heads dropping off their envelopes for the warrant.
They'd speak to me and the HR gal, but not the other two...no one at City Hall would speak to them, except the Mayor, but he was oblivious to anything going on, busy with his own stuff...and the Finance Director who was the main chicken poop of the situation.
The one gal was going off (yelling) one day, the City Mgr. came down the hall, turned back around and went back to his office and closed his door.
Most, not including me. It's not how I was raised.
I show up on time, do my job and go home. Try to leave the crap at work, sometimes it's hard. I get so frustrated.
I could say something but I'm not going to 
No one would even come to the finance dept office unless they had to.
Only the dept. heads dropping off their envelopes for the warrant.
They'd speak to me and the HR gal, but not the other two...no one at City Hall would speak to them, except the Mayor, but he was oblivious to anything going on, busy with his own stuff...and the Finance Director who was the main chicken poop of the situation.
The one gal was going off (yelling) one day, the City Mgr. came down the hall, turned back around and went back to his office and closed his door.
That's crazy.
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