I know you’re my boss, but how do I avoid talking to you? I’m working away in my cubicle, and not just because I heard your footsteps a few moments ago, but because that’s what I was hired to do. I need to get all my assignments done and meet deadlines so I can enjoy my weeklong Christmas break without worrying about anything back at the office. But here you are again, showing me links to the gifts you bought and unloading your personal biz about your future son-in-law and how he’s such a deadbeat. Sorry, I can’t help with that. I can only code. And the week is almost over, so please, stop taking up an hour of my day. How do I avoid talking to you? Because if I don’t get my shit done on time, I’ll get in trouble. And who will I have to talk to if I get in trouble? You.
I Saw You is an anonymous “man on the street” column. Email your rants and raves about co-workers or any badly behaving citizens to [email protected], or send to 380 S. First St, San Jose, 95113. Submissions should stick to about 100 words.
