Ways to really bug me
Here are some things you can do if you are ever looking for ways to really annoy me:
1. Cut me off and then slam on your brakes.
2. When I send you a document to review, reformat the whole thing before you send it back to me (my manager loves to do this).
3. In the aforementioned document, correct my grammar so that it is wrong.
4. Leave an empty container of anything put away on the shelf (this pertains to both things at work and home, i.e., empty toilet paper rolls).
5. Park in more than one parking space.
6. Stop moving and have a conversation in a narrow passage or doorway.
7. Be really really late and don't have a good excuse like "My dog was hit by a car."
8. Ask me a question and then argue with me about why my answer is wrong.
posted by jerseyaikidogirl @ 2:54 PM
4 Comments:
I have had many of these things....its very hard to live in this world. I yelled at an editor of an article based on 3 once. Dave works with all guys--they haven't replaced a toilet roll in 10 years. the last thing....I've had that happen too--that one is horrible--sometimes on that one you have to call them out on it.
I used to work with a guy who did the last one all the time. It's on my mind because my intern did it this week. I almost had to kill him and that would have been bad. Especially since you aren't taking the NJ Bar and wouldn't be able to represent me.
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