Completely Irrational Anger
I begin my day by getting extremely irritated and it's totally unjustified as well. I'm usually the first person in the office, so the postman has taken to waiting inside his van until I've gone in, then buzzing the door to get let in. Now irritation factor 1 is the amount of time he holds the buzzer down for. At least 10 seconds. This is a little unnecessary I feel. Irritation factor 2 is that when I pick up the handset he always says "post!" in the most vacant mongoloid manner possible. He then comes into my office and dumps the post bag before scanning the recorded delivery barcodes into his little PDA thing. This he can never operate properly and he always makes a big show of it being the machine's fault and nothing to do with the fact that he can't operate a simple scanner. He has a standard stock of phrases for this ritual, such as "D'you know..." and "this thing again..." and "when I get back to the depot....". This is irritation factor 3.

On special days he leaves something behind, like his FUCKING VAN KEYS and we go through irritation factor 1 and 2 again, which is obviously now irritation factor 5, which equates at about 8 on my Irritation Richter Scale. I always feel mildly guilty though because he's a nice guy, he's just fucking stupid.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Wed 28 Jan 2009, 11:50, Reply)