PROBLEM |
SOLUTION |
My boss found my blog; now he’s upset. |
He has time to read blogs instead of getting some real work done? Throw this fact back in his face. |
My co-worker is having a baby shower, and I don’t feel like spending a lot on a present. |
Look for an inexpensive gift right in your own office! Consider “The Li’l Shredder,” “Box o’ Pencils,” or “Baby’s First Stapler.” |
My halitosis-haunted cube mate |
Altoid-eating contest! |
My co-worker eavesdropped on my call to the doctor’s office, then asked me what was wrong. |
Just tell him, “Oh, it’s nothing. Just my TB flaring up again. I’m not supposed to travel, but no one said anything about work.” And then cough violently. |
I’m hung-over. At work. |
Sounds like you’re someone who’s not happy in her work. Someone who’s only working for a paycheck. Someone who self-medicates to numb the unrelenting pain. Well, welcome to the club. Drink up! |