Compare and contrast.
Jan. 5th, 2011 08:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosLast night at work when I was ill, the woman on my left -- who worked with me at my last job at the CD factory and has therefore known me for years now -- was constantly asking me if I was okay and if I needed to go throw up.
Debbie Downer, on my right, was so busy obsessing over a caller who coincidentally stated, "Oh, there it is on your screen," when DD found the information she was looking for in the system (and was therefore OMG WATCHING HER FROM AFAR rather than, say, talking to a kid at her own damn house playing on the internet or something) that she didn't even notice that the entire time she was talking to me, I was resting my forehead on my folded arms and running back and forth to the bathroom for an hour straight.
The company that makes the invisible blinders she wears must be worth a FORTUNE.
Debbie Downer, on my right, was so busy obsessing over a caller who coincidentally stated, "Oh, there it is on your screen," when DD found the information she was looking for in the system (and was therefore OMG WATCHING HER FROM AFAR rather than, say, talking to a kid at her own damn house playing on the internet or something) that she didn't even notice that the entire time she was talking to me, I was resting my forehead on my folded arms and running back and forth to the bathroom for an hour straight.
The company that makes the invisible blinders she wears must be worth a FORTUNE.
