Dear Co-Worker,

You are SO effing condescending to me it makes me want to puke. I know that I'm cute and perky and my boobs are big and that I was blonde when I was first started working here, and I know that I'm just the receptionist/office bitch...but I really don't need to hear, "Well bless your heart!" every time I SOMEHOW manage to press 'start' on the copier, or bring you your mail, or take down messages while you are out at lunch. I get paid - and decently, I might add - to do those things for you, so I don't need a pat on the head and a doggie biscuit for doing my job. Believe it or not, I did graduate with an actual degree, from a pretty good school. I am smart and capable, and no, bringing people coffee and sorting mail is NOT what I plan on doing for the rest of my life. So please refrain from addressing me like I'm a five year old with a lobotomy. THANKS.

Also, My Face Is Not Located On My Chest - Just Sayin',
CF