My supervisor/friend is self-admittedly in serious need of an attitude adjustment (he's also in serious need of getting laid, but that's another post). His attitude adjustment epiphany has obviously not found itself into any modicum of behavioral change because he's currently keeping a tally of how many times someone comes into his office to ask a question. At the end of the day he declares with righteous indignation the number of interruptions he's had to suffer in the course of the day. Besides being offended at being considered a nuisance for doing my job, wading through all the negative energy he's pumping out ain't helping my mood in the least. Add to that his continually stopping by my cubicle to bitch to me about all his other coworkers and I'd say I'm swimming in a sea of bad karma. It may not be my bad karma, but you can't sit that close to rancid stench and not pick up a little stink yourself.
| July 11, 2007 09:42am | 
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