

why are you so disgusting? why do you print out every email when they can be organized much more efficiently in outlook? why do you think there is this horrid conspiracy to oust you out of a job?
nasty cube mate, why don't you wash your hands after leaving the restroom so i don't have to walk around with a paper towel opening all the doors until i reach my sterile cube? yes, i know i'm slightly anal about my hand washing and keeping my area disinfected, but please don't tell me anymore about how you let your 10lb chiweenie poop all up in your house without the use of doggy pads. all the while in heat nonetheless.
yes co-worker, i know your love of baking knows no bounds. but please don't bring in anymore tomato soup cake from the 1920's that your grandma used to make. the depression is quite over. I and all your other co-workers don't want to eat your cookies that you have frosted and anointed with a couple of dog hairs that were thrown in for good measure.
please please don't come to my desk asking me if i want to eat a kolache that you were unable to finish because you got acidity all of a sudden. as anal as i am about eating from other people's cups, plates, forks you should know by now that i don't want to eat from your dentured saliva.
dear cube mate, please stay home when you are sick instead of coughing, hacking, sneezing on me. or at the very least provide me with a box of tissues every once in awhile so i can cover my mouth. i don't want to hear anymore stories of regurgitated phlegm or how your crotch itches at age 70.


