tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post1848357424993449271..comments2011-03-16T21:51:38.282-04:00Comments on You're Not the Mom of Me!: Time to Put on My Big Girl PantiesLaineyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18233452153258897072noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-22637842405513596082009-09-12T01:07:50.607-04:002009-09-12T01:07:50.607-04:00Oh that just SUCKS. Nothing worse than losing a fr...Oh that just SUCKS. Nothing worse than losing a friend at work. It makes everyone else a little annoying.<br /><br />And I'm with Cindy. Cheer up by telling us about SEX STORY.Figgyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02184918452901834604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-4857766006905398482009-09-11T22:53:27.362-04:002009-09-11T22:53:27.362-04:00Sarah, I am not at ALL sorry I gave you the sessy....Sarah, I am not at ALL sorry I gave you the sessy. It's a great word.<br /><br />Lainey, that hurt just reading it! Aughblegh, girlfriend! There's NOTHING worse than not having a friend at work. Well, maybe a raging yeast infection is worse. But I hope things get better....Snuggiepantsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-48142135861820779492009-09-11T22:49:02.368-04:002009-09-11T22:49:02.368-04:00Maybe you can transfer 13 to his position? Voila!...Maybe you can transfer 13 to his position? Voila! You're rid of her!<br /><br />Seriously, I'm sorry your losing your friend.<br /><br />Now, onto other things. Where is the SEX STORY???Cindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17814909378338607832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-84186563484839487352009-09-11T19:02:05.470-04:002009-09-11T19:02:05.470-04:00You all are far kinder to me than I deserve! Than...You all are far kinder to me than I deserve! Thank you for understanding.<br /><br />I should clarify - he's not single. He's quite married and has two adorable little kids. So yeah...that's not going any further.<br /><br />When I originally wrote this, I explained the chocolate comment, but I deleted it because it seemed extraneous. I always have a stash of dark chocolate in my office. When he comes by, I give him a piece. I joke that he only talks to me because I give him candy, so whenever I call him to bs or vent, he tells me to bring chocolate as payment. It's silly, but amuses us.<br /><br />Thanks again and it's nice to know that other people have the same attachments to their work buddies and losing one really is a big deal.Laineyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18233452153258897072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-26618918719152507282009-09-11T17:03:15.390-04:002009-09-11T17:03:15.390-04:00Oh Lainey, I'm so sorry. My long-distance &qu...Oh Lainey, I'm so sorry. My long-distance "office buddy" has been particularly supportive lately (as in, he listens to me whine when I've had a bad day, and cracks jokes masterfully to cheer me up), and the thought of him ever leaving the company makes me sad. <br /><br />You should definitely keep in touch with the guy; there's nothing like a little witty email repartee to spice up your day! The loss of the daily eye candy is pretty tragic, though.meauxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14313629560625928694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-71286896544338830312009-09-11T05:06:44.213-04:002009-09-11T05:06:44.213-04:00This may come out bad...but just from what you'...This may come out bad...but just from what you've told me...are you sure he's not...well...gay? I'm just asking. Because I don't know too many guys that would say, "bring chocolate."DeistBrawlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11208558981915537789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-89714533545448514052009-09-11T02:26:44.629-04:002009-09-11T02:26:44.629-04:00Damn, Bobainey... I'm sorry for you. In radio,...Damn, Bobainey... I'm sorry for you. In radio, the turnover is fairly high but there were those that I grew close with and considered friends. Whenever they left, it was always like losing a family member.<br />I do agree with The Girl With Curious Hair - If the dude is single, stay in touch, have lunch, go out for drinks, y'know, just to catch up n' stuff.<br />And, yes, we want the dirty details!<br />Feel better, Lainey, you'refriends are with you.Spenderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15058731351393554627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-36561024118016155482009-09-11T02:14:45.236-04:002009-09-11T02:14:45.236-04:00My sweet Lainey, I done told you, the poor man was...My sweet Lainey, I done told you, the poor man was <i>forced</i> to resign. He can no longer control the simmering fire of his passion for you, nor can he manage the pain of quietly lusting after you from afar. You make him suffer so, with your cruel beauty. And also because you iz sessy. Sooooooo sessy.<br /><br />Kellie will come to forever regret adding "sessy" to my lexicon. She really should've foreseen that it would only end in disaster.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10593646751450608415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-9957734967557424202009-09-11T02:04:04.118-04:002009-09-11T02:04:04.118-04:00Ohh, that really does suck. At my last job I had a...Ohh, that really does suck. At my last job I had a kindred spirit. He was the video editor and I was the phone girl/report editor/bullshit clerical. And the other clerical people were CRAZY (so were the people we worked for) and we always volunteered to go pick up lunch so we could just get away in the car and de-stress. <br />He was the Jim to my Pam, with only half the sexual tension. I adored him and he's the only thing I miss about that job. Plus, he took his kids to get mohawks on the last day of school each year. It was great.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-5632008754241323782009-09-11T01:26:55.071-04:002009-09-11T01:26:55.071-04:00I'm sure you've mentioned this before some...I'm sure you've mentioned this before somewhere and I'm just too senile to remember. Is he single? Because this can become something awesome. I'm sorry your friend is going away and that you have to be so professional and calm about it. I send you a big hug from afar.Girl With Curious Hairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07572130487626244910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-25813171239826060732009-09-11T01:23:04.120-04:002009-09-11T01:23:04.120-04:00Nothing sucks worse than living a life of self edi...Nothing sucks worse than living a life of self editing. Losing kindred spirits can be so depressing, so I don't think you're whining (but GREAT JOB! for managing to wait until Tell All Thursday). Hope the newbie has some spark to him/her once they are able to unwind a bit.Editorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05971877866555729144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6079711212985025683.post-15884162216855843692009-09-11T00:05:21.705-04:002009-09-11T00:05:21.705-04:00Oh Bobainey, I hear you loud and clear. At my last...Oh Bobainey, I hear you loud and clear. At my last position I had an assisstant that I could tell anything and vent to in a glorious string of profanity. Now, I have an assistant who goes to church and is more intersted in talking about crafts than cocksuckers. Alas the interwebs shall bear my fury.The Managementhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17942886978085965712noreply@blogger.com