|My boss found my blog; now he’s upset.
||He has time to read blogs instead of getting some real work done? Throw this fact back in his face.
|My co-worker is having a baby shower, and I don’t feel like spending a lot on a present.
||Look for an inexpensive gift right in your own office! Consider “The Li’l Shredder,” “Box o’ Pencils,” or “Baby’s First Stapler.”
|My halitosis-haunted cube mate
|My co-worker eavesdropped on my call to the doctor’s office, then asked me what was wrong.
||Just tell him, “Oh, it’s nothing. Just my TB flaring up again. I’m not supposed to travel, but no one said anything about work.” And then cough violently.
|I’m hung-over. At work.
||Sounds like you’re someone who’s not happy in her work. Someone who’s only working for a paycheck. Someone who self-medicates to numb the unrelenting pain. Well, welcome to the club. Drink up!