And sorta fed up. People, I've spent the last 4 days churning out my part (yes, pretty much straight through the weekend--and that was my choice, I knew the deadline was coming and this was my way to meet it). But you know what I think would be really nice? If you did your part. I'm not, by far, the hardest worker in this bunch; but I tell you what, I already do more than I should have to. And I don't want to spend all my time begging you to wake up and do your part, even if that is somehow part of my job. Because I have better things to do. For instance, contemplate how you got this far in life. I want to work only with people whose maturity and sense of responsibility rises to a level that equals at least one-half of their chronological age. Gah. Okay, all better now.
2 comments:
YES!
I agree with all of this!
Thanks, Psycgirl. Apparently I'm so exhausted I cannot properly spell the word.
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