It seems as though when I go to work I travel back in time to high school.
The biggest pot stirrer is out on medical leave, so & expected a few peaceful weeks without her.
I work with a guy who's been there for 30 years. He's almost 50 years old.
This guy has decades more experience than me...not to mention that he's almost twice my age.
So why, oh why, does he act like a teenage girl?
We were very short staffed last night, which can be a stressful situation.
We had extra help for the first part of our shift, so I took advantage of it - while this guy was standing around talking to the nurse about our Christmas party.
Then, when our help was gone, he started complaining that no one helped him & blah, blah, blah...
Are you kidding me?
Build a bridge, & get over it.