I hate telling people they are wrong. I hate assigning blame to people (probably because I hate it when people blatantly and unequivocally assign it to me). I don't usually do it but today I was instructed to go tell someone they were wrong. For no other purpose than to tell them they were wrong. I hate my job.
I also hate being the personal mail-girl for my boss.
is it time to go yet?
1 comment:
Hosander, you may be missing out on a whole world of fun. At least, The Husband always seems to enjoy pointing out to me when people are wrong, especially when he's driving. Sometimes I think he would enjoy it more if he could tell the actual person.
On the other hand, the messenger always seems to get shot, no matter how often people are advised to the contrary. Maybe next time you can wear a mask of your boss so there's no confusion about who is issuing the criticism.
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