fuck this job.com

Today Sarah the Retard came in blathering about her next trip. See, because her parents only use the office as a day care, she comes and goes as she pleases. Summer vacation for 15 days? Sure. A week to go play tennis? Sure. Another week for something else? No problem!

Most people get TWO WEEKS and they have to be approved and all that bullshit. Not Sarah. Since she's a charity case, the rules don't apply. Whenever she wants time off, she's free to take it. I suppose we should all be thrilled when she's not around but its bullshit that we're just babysitting when it's easy for the parents.

And the snooping...she's always up in other people's business. She looks on their desks, paws through calendars...you get the idea. Today I caught her going through another worker's dayrunner. I told her to get to work and she shouted, "The hanky did it!" WHAT. THE. FUCK. Then she started getting all giggly and agitated. I was waiting for the afternoon explosion but it didn't come. Instead, she just started babbling about "being left out" and "Harry Potter." Left out of what? Someone else's planner? And Harry Potter?

I wish I could but an exploding dye pack in my planner and wait for her to snoop through it...