Early this week I was allowing my anger to get the best of me and so this one particular lazy co-worker (can't even really call him that... there is nothing "co" about us and he is the opposite of a worker - he is what Ayn Rand would call a "looter") had the upper-hand. I have since come up with a solution. When he comes into my office with his nonsense, I sing the Roof-top Top of the World song (that's what CJ calls it) in my head.
La, la, la, whatever. La, la, la, it doesn't matter. La, la, la, oh well.He has nothing to say that I need or want to hear, so why should I waste my energy it him? The song might be ridiculous, but at the moment, it is my saving grace.
