"The steroid Pollyannas of this world are only like that until they go postal. So if she suddenly gets a fixed, grimace of a smile and a glazed 1000 yard stare, watch out. Check her desk for long thin packages stained with gun oil. ;o)"
I can't help but wonder if it's bad when the CFH sits at her desk giggling maniacally. Then stops. Then starts up again a couple of minutes later (and no, she's not looking at her email and a great joke she just got).
Although logically I suppose she was trying to get me to ask what was so funny - which I wasn't about to do because a) I wasn't interested and b) I didn't have the time for a convoluted 10 minute explanation of a stupid joke still, I'm beginning to wonder whether I should start looking for a hiding place.
Or place the mutant bamboo on her desk and hope it eats her (à la Rachel's Little Shop of Horrors comment.
And for the record, Blogger still hates me. Or maybe it's Photobucket. I've been trying to upload the more recent awards to my sidebar and blogger keeps telling me that Photofucket has moved or deleted my images. Which is a load of doodoo because they're right there and I can upload pics to my blog.. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
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i say you punch photobucket right in it's stupid face
I have a visceral dislike of people like your co-worker. Although I can be like that too sometimes *head hanging in shame* I can be bubbly enough to annoy the shit out of people. Either my co-worker is very patient or I'm getting better :)
"the CFH sits at her desk giggling maniacally. Then stops. Then starts up again a couple of minutes later (and no, she's not looking at her email and a great joke she just got)"
Sounds like her pharmaceutical cocktail might be a little too strong, either that or she's losing it. Either way it does not bode well... three things... find a good escape route, buy yourself a nice new kelvar vest (they are all the rage this year), and don't, I repeat don't get on her shit list...
Jokes apart she really sounds more than a little weird.
Hiding places only work when you don't share a workspace with someone like CFH. Mostly, you just have to wait until they move on.
Uh-oh. Keep your eye on CFH and, just in case, wear a flak jacket.
Hmmm, I may need to borrow your mutant bamboo if it works.
I have one of THOSE co-workers, as well.
Into the flytrap with Blogger!
Furiousball - Violence? You are proning violence? YES!!!!
HD - do not, i repeat not bubble when we see each other or I will have to kill you. After a week with the CFH, a bubbly weekend would kill me.
BB - More than a little weird pretty much covers it.
Ticknart - and hope they don't move on after having gone postal on you.
Ian - Yeah, kevlar seems more and more interesting as ideas go.
Tai - You poor thing. If it works, I'll send it on to you...
Jocelyn - into the flytrap with everything and everyone that annoys me today!
There's a rule that every office needs to have at least one most-likely-to-go-postal employee against whom everyone else's mental health can be measured. So, really... you should be glad your designated cuckoo is obvious, otherwise, you know, it might be you. Or you might start thinking it's you and get really paranoid and stuff and then it really would be you.
I can certainly can understand your concern when there is someone about to go "postal!" Good luck... Just make sure you survive okay?
Now if you are still having a problem with your photos just say "bucket!" and go to something like Flickr! ;-)
lol, nah shes pathetic and annoying but probably not dangerous. :)
Desperate for attention? Totally loony? Both?
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