and OMG do I have a list of rants!! First off, I found this site yesterday.. I was at work, at my wits freakin end because of a Moo I sit next to, and I was about to slam my head into my monitor. But, I'll get to her in a minute..
During lunch today I was checking out some more of the forums when a woman ran by my cube screaming "It's that time of year again! I have to get the kids to practice!!" Just one more reason I'm glad I'm CF.
Getting back to the chick above.. Ok, I've been sitting next to her since I started working at this place. I love my job. I hate listening to her talk about her kid all day.. It's not just "Oh, Brat got a tooth today!" or "Brat pees in the pot now!" I will be sitting there, minding my own business, trying to work, and I will hear "Hey, look at this.." I look over my shoulder and there is a picture of Brat tiled across her computer monitor... Or, I'm being handed a dumptruck full of photos of Brat burried up to it's neck in sand... And every single one is exctly the same, just a different pose... Or worse, the dreaded stories.. The only one I enjoyed was about her cat smacking the Brat in the head, claws out, and running like hell and hiding.. That was well worth my time to listen too..
I just can't stand it.. I was walking up the one hallway at work and noticed the Brat's picture in every freaking cube on one side of the building.. Um, I never even see those people at Moo's desk!?!?! What? was she just handing them out to random co workers??
One of my coworkers got ballsy one day and announced that Brat was ugly.. Which, it definatley wouldn't make it in a contest for the new Gerber baby, that's for damn sure!
The last straw was yesterday.. Moo pulled on the back of my chair and was like, "Guess what?" (I'm thinking, no, I don't want to know unless it's about me getting a raise for having to sit next to you)
I just looked at her.. "I finally got Brat to drink milk!!" I looked at her, shrugged, and said "So."
She had the audacity to get mad at me, told me I had an attitude problem and that, now get this... that I should "CARE BECAUSE IT'S HER BABY!!!" I almost shit in my chair... Then, she proceded to shout over to our boss that I am mean and that I need an attitude adjustment.. I really wanted to punch her in the face, but, I need my job... I should have said, No, Moo, I don't NEED to care about your damn kid because I ain't the one that spread my legs for some sperm doner who I thought was my friend while drunk at a party!!... But, i kept a level head, waited until she left, and flew off the fucking handle.. I even went as far as to ask my boss' boss if I could switch cubes to get away from her.. He told me to be patient.. WTF does that mean??