Wow, just wow. Safe to say this woman and I kill time at our cubicle jobs in completely different fashions...And I thought I was a dickhead co-worker, finding topics and tweeting my blog all day, turns out I'm a model employee. This woman easy had more craft material than work material in her cube.
So many questions. Why? Where is this office, and are they hiring? At what age did your affinity for crafting poor representations of dogs come to the surface? Have you ever been featured on one of those weird-o TLC shows? On average how many times a week do your interoffice craft-mails get sent back to you with a pissed off note?
Always boggles my mind that I'm so stressed and secretive about my slackings at work, making sure I get all my shit done, not really letting anyone in on my little side world, then you've got people who just may be certifiably insane slacking all the live long day and no one says anything to them, presumably because they're afraid they'll have a nervous break down.
Like this one woman at my work, somehow fell into this cushy part time position, yet still spends 90% of the time on the phone with friends and family or traipsing around the building just chatting it up about anything from her kids latest sniffly nose to her and her girlfriends wildly inappropriate nights out.
