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Jul. 28th, 2009 02:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sigmastolenthings that cheese me off:
1. when people who i dislike already and who have been music students here for many years cannot condescend to use the drop boxes for books and cds and instead pile them in front of me saying, "return... return..." !!!!!! FUCK YOU CLARYCE GTFO OF MY LIBRARY
2. when people are idiots. srsly. this girl walks in and says, "excuse me, do you work here? can you help me make copies?" It's a copy machine. It's not even a fancy copy machine!! Fortunately, I had to help a guy who got there first and then Boss came out and I was all, "can you help her make copies (pls Boss pls)?" and she did and I didn't have to deal with it. (afterwards, Boss and I might have had the "thank you for helping her i don't know if I could have been nice because honestly it's a copy machine how hard can it be?" conversation in earshot of the girl. oops. it's not like i care, though.)
3. when Flatmate puts stuff down the garbage disposal and then doesn't run it i mean seriously who does that??? (Flatmate has a collection of kitchen habits that I find infuriating and/or disgusting. so I clean passive-aggressively. I should just have it out with her, but honestly, I either clean passive-aggressively, or not at all, so I may as well keep bottling and we will at least have a clean kitchen eh?)
4. when i leave for work early -- early!! -- and somehow, Los Angeles traffic conspires against me so that I arrive at work even later than I did yesterday. for serious. I wanted to shoot everything in the face. IN THE FACE. !!!!!!
5. to reiterate (because it just happened again): WE HAVE DROP BOXES FOR THAT. GTFO.
1. when people who i dislike already and who have been music students here for many years cannot condescend to use the drop boxes for books and cds and instead pile them in front of me saying, "return... return..." !!!!!! FUCK YOU CLARYCE GTFO OF MY LIBRARY
2. when people are idiots. srsly. this girl walks in and says, "excuse me, do you work here? can you help me make copies?" It's a copy machine. It's not even a fancy copy machine!! Fortunately, I had to help a guy who got there first and then Boss came out and I was all, "can you help her make copies (pls Boss pls)?" and she did and I didn't have to deal with it. (afterwards, Boss and I might have had the "thank you for helping her i don't know if I could have been nice because honestly it's a copy machine how hard can it be?" conversation in earshot of the girl. oops. it's not like i care, though.)
3. when Flatmate puts stuff down the garbage disposal and then doesn't run it i mean seriously who does that??? (Flatmate has a collection of kitchen habits that I find infuriating and/or disgusting. so I clean passive-aggressively. I should just have it out with her, but honestly, I either clean passive-aggressively, or not at all, so I may as well keep bottling and we will at least have a clean kitchen eh?)
4. when i leave for work early -- early!! -- and somehow, Los Angeles traffic conspires against me so that I arrive at work even later than I did yesterday. for serious. I wanted to shoot everything in the face. IN THE FACE. !!!!!!
5. to reiterate (because it just happened again): WE HAVE DROP BOXES FOR THAT. GTFO.
