I try to be a pleasant employee, get along with my co-workers and do everything right. I really, really do. I mean, we're all a team, we work together, everything adds up. It's usually fine. The petty stuff, well, I don't sweat it.
This afternoon has gone beyond petty, I'm afraid.
Someone disassembled the office coffeemaker. I don't want to know why, I think that I know WHO, and it's literally
driving me insane. Sure, I'm off for a quick Starbucks run so we're all sane and happy and fun to be around, but that isn't the same, considering how much cheaper this is.
I can tolerate my co-workers leaving the pot empty, I can tolerate the dirty cups they toss into the sink, since I don't even mind cleaning them up, but this? I have the feeling it's the thing that could break me today. I will be insanely lucky if I make it until closing without murdering someone today.
...My name is Dick Greyson, I am in extreme withdrawal and this is my first post and rant to valarnet. I'm sure it will be nice to meet you once I'm properly caffeinated once again.