I may have mentioned before how much contempt I hold for my co-worker. It has grown exponentially in the last 6 months. It's to the point that the mere sound of her voice makes me want to stick bamboo skewers through my ears and twist them repeatedly.
Ever since we moved into our new offices, which was about 10 weeks ago she has been leaving little gifts on the toilet seat. And by little gifts I mean rather long pubic hairs. *shiver*
I haven't said anything because I'm just not that bold. I just keep thinking "Come On! Can't you at least look at the toilet seat when you are through in there just to make sure that you're not leaving anything behind? Isn't that basic hygiene and manners?"
I need Jesse's balls of steel. She can tell anyone anything without hesitation. I love that about her.
Also, the length of them? Gross. Ack!
Also, I think she is taking laxatives because ....well, I will leave that to your imagination.
I'm so grossed out by her.
I need to find my coat. All of this shivering is making my nipples hurt.