Wednesday afternnon while I was at work one of the ladies that I normally get extra work from dropped off some stuff for me to do. I didn't have time since Wednesday was such a hectic fucking day that I left the work for the evening receptionist. When I was leaving on Wed. the even. receptionist came in, sat down, and then proceeded to answer the telephone. I didn't tell her that there was stuff to do, I just assumed she would look for herself and do the work. I was way off.

On Thursday when I returned to work, all the same shit was in our box still. Some of it was marked top priority. Why couldn't the stupid Jean ass bitch do the damn work. So she works another eight hour job, it was her decision to join up and work this job too. That means that she should actually do something the couple nights that she works. It pisses me off.
Usually when I'm at work I get the work done right away and then I generally fuck around on the net. What in holy hell does she end up doing? She must just fucking sit at the front and read her books or something. To me that is not good customer service skills. To her it's probably another Corissa explanation. I worked eight hours already today. I can't work anymore. I'll just sit on my ass and say that I've done enough.

In the words of Charlie Brown, AAGH!