if i could have anything for christmas, anything at all in the whole entire world, i can think of only one thing i'd like.
a fuckin' responsible receptionist who occasionally shows up for work. ARG!!! she claims to have pneumonia again, this being the second time in about a month bronchitis. there's nothing i hate more then people who shirk their responsibilities with fake excuses and get away with it. so if you really love me, you'll figure out a way for her to be replaced. i don't care how you go about it, as long as i come in to a new receptionist in her place.