I am totally overwhelmed at work. That's not my peeve, mind, 'cuz I rather like having too much to do. When I have too little, I get bored.
No, that's not a peeve, but rather an explanation. Having too much to do means I have a whiny-assed excuse to procrastinate.
"No, really, boss, I'm working. It's just that I need to take a few moments to let off a teensy amount of steam by griping about totally unimportant things. I'll be a bit late to the meeting, though. Sorry!"
Peeves, then:
- The facilities management peeps (formerly known as "janitors") are missing an opportunity. See, the water temperature in the bathroom faucets is merely "freezing". If they pipe it through some dry ice, they can go from turning our hands blue to actually causing them to fall off.
- I used to gripe about how noisy the peeps are in this building they moved us into. Well, I guess they heard me 'cuz they've been pretty (fearfully) silent. So now my bitch is that the fluorescent light fixtures are doing a sort of rhythmic hum. I'm starting to think I should be marching up and down the aisle wearing a band uniform. I totally can't concentrate on my work.
- People who send me hilarious YouTube links at work are evil. They clearly want me to be sent away to a nice, peaceful place with pretty, pretty padded walls.
- OTOH, I'm not really seeing a downside, there.
- The next person to have a Britney Spears song for a ringtone is going to be hung from the faulty light fixture by their own entrails.
> The next person to have a Britney
> Spears ringtone is going to be hung
Heh. I'll bet you recognized the song.
My default ringtone is the Hamster Dance. People all over the store look around to smile at me when my pocket starts doing that particular dance.