The past three weeks at work have been mostly time for me to stuff around, seeing as my office supervisor, Ms Superiority, was in the UK on holiday. Unfortunately she came back to work this week, and she hasn’t changed her idiotic personality one little bit. Eg:
Ms Superiority (just after she’s smoked 3 cigarettes, had a 600ml bottle of Coke and taken 2 Guarana tablets): Why the fuck am I so JITTERY?!
I got suspended from work for half a day on Friday. See, I was pissed off with our national director (he was making some nasty, unjustified comments about me within deliberate earshot), and a girl at work gave me a stress ball, and said ‘pretend this is the national director’. Instead of squeezing it as I’m sure she expected me to do, I kicked it, aiming to bounce it off the ceiling and catch it. Instead, it went flying across the administration area and hit a student on the head who was filling out a form at the time. And to top it off, the national director saw the whole thing, and told me to take tomorrow morning off to ‘have a think about what you’ve done’. I didn’t really care, it was a nice sleep in…