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Thursday, September 21, 2006

The Saga Continues

So the saga of the monitor-coveting witch continues...

I have to first note that Cindi, my friend in the department left last Wednesday. In the course of leaving, my cube-mate moved into her office, leaving his desk for the new girl. Friday night, the witch sends us the Crazy Beyotch Email, but that's not the end of it. When I got to work on Monday morning, I discovered what she was doing on Friday night....Stealing John's old (and the new girl's new) monitor and replacing it with her beast of a monitor. Does she put it in a place that only the flat panel could fit? Nope...She sticks it right where her other one was, an equal distance from her face as the huge one.

So what was the point? Well, the point was that she wanted the f'ing monitor.

Then the new girl comes in, and after a couple of days says "Why do I have such a huge monitor? It takes up my entire desk!"

I slipped "well, that desk DID have an LCD..."

She gave me a strange look then said "ah, someone traded before I got here."

"I can say no more...Except I didn't steal it."

Then today, she asks my boss if she can get a smaller monitor so that she can see. He says "let me check with [insert evil bitch-queen's name here]." 10 minutes later he says "[Evil Bitch Queen] says that you will have to trade monitors with Scott."

I said "ah, so that's how she gets my monitor."

The new girl says "ahhhh I see now. I may have only been here 3 days, but I am not dumb. No, I'm not going to trade monitors with Scott." She then laughs and says to me, "so she stole my monitor."

"I'm not saying a word."

Well, not to her. But to you, my blog-readers (all four of you, and the random person in Cincinnati ..Seriously, who are you? I'm intrigued), I shall say.. "DUHHHHH!"

But here's the funny part...

Yesterday and today, the Evil Bitch Queen has been walking around the office grunting and sighing...And today she muttered.."Ugh, my back!"

Then I put two and two together...She probably threw her back out moving that fucking monitor on Friday! To which I say: "FUCK YOU, YOU WHORE! Karma is a fucking bitch. I hope you slipped a disk carrying that monitor to your desk...

"HA! I fart in your general direction."

4 comments from the peanut gallery ·

4 Comments:

At 9/23/2006 10:34 AM, Blogger Beakerz's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

Women are lovely. So suttle sometimes.

Meanwhile, the company can't go buy another monitor? and does she know that her 'girl powers' don't work on you?

I mean, is everyone a moroN!?!

Good for you babe. Stand your ground in 'the office'. Meanwhile, we can't find you a decent working environment can we?

I mean, K found one for christ sake. I'm Sure you can find one. Keep your head up dood, give it time. Only took K like....7 years?

and look at me. My work environment is the apartment (yea work. pfftt)

 
At 9/24/2006 12:26 PM, Blogger honeykbee's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

One can only hope that she threw her back out by intense sobbing upon the realization of what a useless waste of oxygen she is.

 
At 9/26/2006 8:14 PM, Anonymous Anonymous's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

Random person in Cincinnati? Damn IP address, it'll give you away everytime!

So how intrigued are you? I can tell you straight-up or give you some clues and let you guess... btw you do know me.

 
At 9/26/2006 8:32 PM, Blogger Scottie's whiny, bitch-ass comment is...

hrm.. guessing games can be fun, if money is involved. Otherwise, it's always nice to know who's been visiting. :)

 

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