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I kind of feel sorry for a girl at work who is also my friend. She’s very cheerful and talkative, so imagine how annoying it is for her working in an office where they don’t have the radio on and where they sit in silence throughout much of the day.

She has to work under an incredibly miserable woman, who is never happy, who never really talks or takes part in anything with the other members of the workforce. Two people also left the office next door to ours because the atmosphere was, and still is, very bad.

What annoys me is that these people exist, why can’t they just go and live in a dark hole for the rest of their days? Seriously! Some of us have bad days where we feel like rubbish, but some of us folk are cheerful enough to carry on anyway.

  1. canyouliveforever posted this