Bitch'n Fun at the Multnomah County District Attorney's Office

Well, work was no fun today ... as if that's a big surprise. Work at this office hasn't exactly been fun for quite some time now. I swear my optimism, good attitude and popularity amongst the deputy district attorneys piss the old office ladies the hell off.

And you know what I hate? I hate dealing with conniving people (aka. these psychotic office ladies ... and no joke, they have mental issues), people that take advantage of your being new and don't know any better until it is too late. They pick out what they don't want to do and then give it to you. Then, you end up with way more work than you are supposed to, and you aren't able to finish the stuff that you're supposed to get done.

To make things even more exciting, these people tell on you to the idiot of a manager that you didn't get your work done, as if you really had done anything wrong. The manager, being the old, fat, idiotic, insane female dog that she is, decides to lash out on you to exhibit how authoritative she is (most probably due to the large chip on her even more sizeable and pudgy shoulder). ... And why does she have to use the ellipses to the point where it annoys even me?? -- and I'm an avid ellipses user!

And what do you do? In a situation like this, where reason, logic, staunch work ethic, professionalism, courtesy, and an expected cognitive ability to operate on a level higher than 7th grade mean absolutely nothing, all you can do is to take it like a champ, and then bitch about it on a public blog on your way home.

(... Oh, and I just realized that I left my book at work. Ugh. Leaving things there make me feel uncomfortable, like leaving things of value at on a mine field.)