My Miserable Co-Worker

I sit across from the most negative person alive for roughly 11 hours a day, 5 days a week. These are my interactions with her.

Tell me about your miserable co-worker and we can co-miserate. Maybe I'll even post it. No real names, no promises.

mymiserablecoworker@gmail.com

July 29, 2008

3:12pm, Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Silence.

My Miserable Co-Worker huffs in anguish.

“Great, now I have to walk to Chinatown on Saturday.”

Pause.

I reluctantly ask, “How come?”

“Because I really love this skin cream and they only have it in Chinatown.”

Silence.

3 years ago • Notes