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What do you do when you have a coworker incapable of filling out their own timesheet? As in, can't read a calendar fill out their timesheet? I am not exactly this person's boss - it is up to me to keep them on as an employee and give them tasks to perform, but boss - eh, I don't really like that word. It has such an air of, well, you know, responsibility. We all know how much I dislike the term - dread living the reality of it... It's not just the timesheet thing you know. She can't hear, smells funny (read like pee), wears a bicycly helmet "just in case she falls," and gets angry - a lot, at the little things in life that roll off most people's backs - like, oh, I don't know - being asked to go sit and do nothing while their boss tries to finish her work for the day. Did I mention she smells like pee? I'm not heartless or stupid - I know a lot of these things are the signs of a person not coming to terms with aging - or aging gracefully. She's also had an awfully tough year - still, jesus leaping off a cross - how long is this my burden to bear? The latest role she's placed on my shoulders is that of confessor. Oh. My. God. There are just things I did not want to know. Number one on my list is about the sex life of any woman who has more hair on her chin than the original members of Lynyrd Skynard assembled as one. Number two is her worthless husband and how awful he is to her. She gets seriously angry with the man and takes it out on me - ME! He brings home a paycheck, is faithful, doesn't hit her and apparently has no issues with female facial hair. Sounds like an alright dude to me. Number three, never, ever feed her after midnight - no wait, that's a movie...Number three, the church deacon does not want to have sex with you. Okay, I am an awful person. She needs help. I will meditate on my attitude. Rant over.
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