TOP TEXT: Creepy

BOTTOM TEXT: Salesmen

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They use my desk as, like, the meeting grounds.

And they talk to each other, and me on occasion, and everything is fine.

But there is always that ONE salesman who stays and talks to me and is really old and creepy and disobeys all the rules and just… I want to punch. Or tell him to stay away from me.

It’s not even that he DOES anything necessarily, he just creeps me, and the other 4 receptionists, way the fuck out.

Top Text: Salesman yelling at his wife on his cellphone in the showroom

Bottom Text: Customers everywhere

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Listen, buddy. If you’re having marital problems, take it outside. Or the employee lounge. Or somewhere where the customers don’t have to hear you dropping f-bombs and calling your wife a bitch.

Honestly? Wtf. How is this even considered acceptable?

Top Text: Stapler labeled “Reception, do not remove”

Bottom Text: Every time I turn around it’s gone.

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Seriously salesmen? It’s not that hard to buy your own stapler, or, God forbid, use someone elses.

I actually USE the stapler all freaking day. You take it, use it once, and leave it at your desk all the way across the showroom.