Fuck this week. My annoying coworker blasts her space heater to the max...ALL. DAY. LONG. so I end up with pancakes under my arm. Put some damn sweaters on. I can’t remove my clothes to cool off. Also, please don’t sit on my desk at 8:30 in the morning and tell me about your love life and how proud you are that some friend asked you for job advice. I am not interested, I am behind on a deadline and you don’t take hints at all. And I haven’t had coffee yet.
Ok, go! CAPS WELCOME AS ALWAYYYYYS!