i just gotta say

ok, it's my first real complaint about the new job. i finally have something to DO, which is really good. BUT, there are some strange people here.

the guy that works in our area, we'll call him J (just because. his name doesn't start with J). he's a different sort. i think he has something for one of the girls here. there are 4 girls and that one guy. he walks through our area this morning, and doesn't say anything (she was on the phone). when he came back, he said "Hi, B." As if she was the ONLY one here. Ok, that's real nice.

Then, B asked a question, and my answer was (she wasn't REALLY talking to me, but no one else was answering so I thought I would) "The kit is probably the dough and the sauce and stuff" and she said...get this..."I think your face looks like dough and sauce."

Seriously people. I'm 31 years old. And she's got to be in her 20's. But what the hell? Is she 6?

That's not the only thing she does either. She one of those "I can do you one better" kind of people. If I am telling a story, she's got one that's just a LITTLE bit better. And her comment when she opened her email this morning..."I have SO many emails from people asking me to do all this stuff" as if she's the most important person around. Get this in your head pretty lady. You're a temp, just like the rest of us. SO get off your damn soap box.

Ok, I'm done. For today.

*ok, just one more. everything with her is SO dramatic. everything she does wrong is going to delete the whole company. and it seems like she can't do what she's supposed to do. she always needs HIS help. it's getting more annoying as the day goes on. and it's only 9:47am. at least i have this outlet...

*i'm going to continue because it never ends. she told me that she normally stares at J while she eats her lunch (instead of going to the lunch room, of course, which is on the other side of the wall. since he's not around, she informed me she will be staring in my general direction. great.
then she said something about wishing she would have heard me on the radio to see if she could have picked out my voice. i said "My husband says i have two voices, a normal one and a radio one." and you know what? she, of course, has a roommate who has a voiceover voice, and it's pretty cool.

seriously. i'm going to strangle her. except that this is making for some pretty interesting blogging!