Earlier this week a Stole My Stapler reader named Caitlin commented on my Jesus post. That comment sparked an email exchange between us on which resulted in her closing one of her replies with what I have borrowed for the title of this post.

“I like to sound like I’m wise beyond my years, but really I’m just a cranky bitch.”

So fitting for this post. So very, very fitting.

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Don’t be jealous.

It is Egg McMuffin AND popcorn day in my office.

One co-worker is making popcorn in our theater sized popcorn maker.

Another just brought in Egg McMuffins for the entire team.

What kind of goodies do you have in your office?

Today I had a completely random thought that went something like this:

How do I feel about religion in the workplace?

I quickly knew my answer:

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Awhile ago I posted on the subject of professional certifications here on Who Stole My Stapler.  I don’t have one and have never felt the need to get one in the past.  While I am quite happy with my career (both where I’ve been and where I am) I have been starting to wonder if getting a certification in my area might be a good idea for where I want to be in the future.

I received some great feedback on my original post on the subject and based on those comments I dabbled around on the internet looking for more information about becoming a Certified Business Analyst Professional (CBAP).   I have also done more generic research on the benefits of being certified.  While it all made perfectly good sense to me none of the information I read pushed me over the edge to go after my certification.

That changed last week when my CEO pushed me over the edge.

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Last week I received my first hate comment here on Who Stole My Stapler. After searching the internet for the “name” of the person that left the comment, I very quickly determined that this asshole makes a hobby out of leaving asshole comments that have little to nothing to do with the actual post.

So I deleted his comment.

I find it mildly disappointing that I can’t hit a delete key to magically erase other assholes from my life. Not that there are really all that many because I think I have really brushed up my skills in the department of detecting and ditching asshole types from my life. But sometimes you just cannot escape being in their presence. Sadly, assholes are everywhere. From the internet to our neighborhoods and even *gasp* our workplaces.

So what’s a girl to do when she wants an asshole-free existence? Who Stole My Stapler now presents….

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