Kimberleigh
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This is a game I've been privately playing with myself for the last week and a half. I'm going to let you ladies help me play...I'm pregnant (11 weeks tomorrow!), so that's where the hormones are coming from in this little game I'm playing. This is really my life, so it's not necessarily game, but if I don't joke about it I may kill this person. I wonder if you can blame killing someone on hormones.
j/k!
Scenario 1: A woman I work with has bronchitis and has been sick for the last 9 or 10 days. She came in last Wednesday hacking and wheezing, was off Thursday, and came on Friday around 10:30a. Although she's sick, it's doubtful she's contagious however she stands over my desk and coughs her damn head off. Here's the problem though. I have a VERY large desk. It's about 6 ft long on one side, and my computer sits on another desk that's about 3 ft long (it's "L" shaped). I need 6ft because I basically balance checkbooks all day long, sort of. I have folders of accounts, and I have the receipts to all of their purchases. Every month, I match up the documents to a monthly operating statement for about 80 different accounts. I have to spread out quite a bit because some of these people spend a LOT of money. A LOT (some of them spend about 80k a month)!
Sickie McCoughsalot doesn't understand that my desk is just that. MINE. If I'm working on something, she'll come over, pull a file and rather than going to someones empty desk (or her own), she slaps it down on what I'm working on covering up what I'm doing. She says nothing. Today, she pulled something down to look at, and covered up a letter that I had signed on department letterhead that needed to be mailed out. She took one of my good (favorite) pens and proceeded to make a long mark through something on top of the letterhead. That particular pen BLEEDS through paper. I damn near knocked her down trying to get the letterhead away from her and said, "Hey, be careful! I don't want to have to re-do this". She just laughed and walked away. (Hormones or justified to be pissed?)
Scenario 2: I do know (and for whatever reason, THIS irritates me too!) she eats at my desk if I'm not around. She does it to anybody who's out for the day, but she won't eat at her own fucking desk. It's just weird. I'd never go and sit at someone else's desk. Especially to eat food. It's just...rude! (Hormones or Justified to be pissed?)
Scenario 3: I've mentioned this, but I do these little updated reports that let the faculty know how much money they have in their grants every month. I do it in an excel spreadsheet, and then I put it in the tray for mail that goes downstairs. Everyone else (except Sickie) picks up ALL the mail to take downstairs to main office (where campus mail and USPS picks up). I watched her today, flip through the mail and LEAVE ALL OF MY REPORTS AND WHATNOT, in the tray to go downstairs. She's going that way, but she can't be bothered to look for their mailboxes (which the dude that runs the main office can HELP her). She picked up the mail she intended on taking downstairs and took it back to her desk for whatever reason, so I got up, grabbed my stuff and took it downstairs so that she would still have to make the trip downstairs to mail off whatever she had. (Hormones or Justified to be pissed?)
FWIW, this is all about the same woman. So, Hormones or justifiable???
Scenario 1: A woman I work with has bronchitis and has been sick for the last 9 or 10 days. She came in last Wednesday hacking and wheezing, was off Thursday, and came on Friday around 10:30a. Although she's sick, it's doubtful she's contagious however she stands over my desk and coughs her damn head off. Here's the problem though. I have a VERY large desk. It's about 6 ft long on one side, and my computer sits on another desk that's about 3 ft long (it's "L" shaped). I need 6ft because I basically balance checkbooks all day long, sort of. I have folders of accounts, and I have the receipts to all of their purchases. Every month, I match up the documents to a monthly operating statement for about 80 different accounts. I have to spread out quite a bit because some of these people spend a LOT of money. A LOT (some of them spend about 80k a month)!
Sickie McCoughsalot doesn't understand that my desk is just that. MINE. If I'm working on something, she'll come over, pull a file and rather than going to someones empty desk (or her own), she slaps it down on what I'm working on covering up what I'm doing. She says nothing. Today, she pulled something down to look at, and covered up a letter that I had signed on department letterhead that needed to be mailed out. She took one of my good (favorite) pens and proceeded to make a long mark through something on top of the letterhead. That particular pen BLEEDS through paper. I damn near knocked her down trying to get the letterhead away from her and said, "Hey, be careful! I don't want to have to re-do this". She just laughed and walked away. (Hormones or justified to be pissed?)
Scenario 2: I do know (and for whatever reason, THIS irritates me too!) she eats at my desk if I'm not around. She does it to anybody who's out for the day, but she won't eat at her own fucking desk. It's just weird. I'd never go and sit at someone else's desk. Especially to eat food. It's just...rude! (Hormones or Justified to be pissed?)
Scenario 3: I've mentioned this, but I do these little updated reports that let the faculty know how much money they have in their grants every month. I do it in an excel spreadsheet, and then I put it in the tray for mail that goes downstairs. Everyone else (except Sickie) picks up ALL the mail to take downstairs to main office (where campus mail and USPS picks up). I watched her today, flip through the mail and LEAVE ALL OF MY REPORTS AND WHATNOT, in the tray to go downstairs. She's going that way, but she can't be bothered to look for their mailboxes (which the dude that runs the main office can HELP her). She picked up the mail she intended on taking downstairs and took it back to her desk for whatever reason, so I got up, grabbed my stuff and took it downstairs so that she would still have to make the trip downstairs to mail off whatever she had. (Hormones or Justified to be pissed?)
FWIW, this is all about the same woman. So, Hormones or justifiable???
I don't think she's contagious though. She's been on antibiotics for at least a week, but I think whatever she has is just lingering. So far, everyone I've talked to has agreed that I'm justified in being irritated. 
