I just got back from lunch (at La Barca Jalisco in Pico Rivera) with an ex-coworker. For real: the Camarones Al Mojo De Ajo (Shrimp in garlic sauce) was the best I've ever had.
Anyhoo....it was great to catch up with an old friend that I haven't seen in awhile. All that lunch time reminiscing got me missing my previous work group. They were such a fun, hardworking & diverse group. There was always a reason to throw together a last minute potluck with that lot, and I secretly blame them for my weight gain, but let's not hold any grudges.
My current work group couldn't be any more different than my old group. Now I have to put up with people who back stab, are gossipy, and brown nose. There are a few other habits that some of my current coworkers exhibit that have been working my nerves. For example (btw, all of the following have happened this week and almost every other week for that matter):
There's one lady that thinks it's ok to talk to you (loudly) with food in their mouth. A French fry almost landed on my lap one day when this beast got a little too excited.
Maybe I'm being too American with this next gripe, but I likes me personal space. Actually, I think 18 inches of air space between my lips and yours really isn't too much to ask for, right? I do NOT enjoy an unattractive female coworker standing so close to me (sitting in my chair) that she could easily dry hump my knee...back the f*ck up!
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello.....When someone calls your phone and you hear nothing but dead air, why must you say "hello" over and over, and over, ad nauseum. Hang the phone up and guess what? they'll call back stupid! Two people in my group are guilty of this crime.
Lastly, there is a man in our group that likes to sneeze/cough/hack up the inner lining of his lungs, without covering his mouth. I swear he sneezed in my cubicle once, with his head turned to the side and yes, his mouth was uncovered...have you ever seen what a sneeze looks like with all of those tiny particles flying out at a million miles per hour? I have... and some of those particles even landed on my whiteboard. God Bless, indeed.
Am I being a whiny, bitter, little bitch who's still angry for not getting that job I interviewed for, who feels the need to vent via hate filled blog posts and run-on sentences....YES...but I'm owning it.
Maybe during my next job interview, when I get asked what's the reason you're looking to transfer, I'll just point them to this here post.