Coworkers

…are hard to deal with. Geez Louise! It’s almost worse than the awfulness that was junior high.

It’s difficult because there’s no teacher to run to complaining… no momma to grip to (yes, I guess I could grip to my mom, but it’d get old after a while, I’m sure). Ugh. Of course I do have those coworkers who will go to the principal’s office whining about each other, but really people? How old are we?? Aren’t we a little old to be complaining to the principal?

What do I know, though? Maybe that’s the way it works in this big world. Maybe things really aren’t that different from middle school anyway.