Friday, November 12, 2010

I need a vacation. Bad.



If my boss doesn't stop rocking his squeaky desk chair, I cannot be held responsible for my actions.

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11 comments:

Van said...

I'm at the office now. It's the little things that drive you to madness, ain't it?

Make..it...stop!

Alexandria Rammell said...

you can come on vacation with me. to california. to meet my crazy family and attend a funeral. or be my ride along babysitter!! come on! I thought you loved nursery!! wouldnt you love a 3 day trip with a 1 year old!!! on a plane. stuck!

is the sqeaky chair sounding better now?

Di said...

My boss is currently taping something with the loudest roll of tape I've ever heard in my life. He's also wearing a LaCoste jacket that has a permanently popped collar. Want to switch places?

Kimberly said...

My manager talks to herself really loudly and annoyingly that I sometimes day dream of stapling her mouth shut with my swingline stapler.

the thrifty ba said...

i say take out the canned cheese

manysleeplessnights said...

I could TOTALLY come up with an alibi if you stabbed your boss.

Just make sure you make the wounds count. Don't go with the bullshit hesitation marks. That will be a dead giveaway & I can't cover for you then.

Shell said...

At least it's the weekend now, right?

beka said...

Um......I kinda was my own boss today, nannying a couple of kids.
But.
You totally have my sympathy.

Ratz said...

I agree... the littlest of things are the worse offenders.

Kenzie said...

Maybe you should sneak in a can of WD-40 and spray his chair at lunch. And I could use a vacation too! Want to come to Colorado? Or we can go somewhere warm where no one can find us!

brlracincwgrl said...

My boss talks so loudly you can't hear yourself think. It drives me insane!

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