I just want to point out to all my coworkers:
I take lunch somewhere around 1:30 in the afternoon. If you're unsure if I'm at lunch please take note of the dish of food near me, the casual relaxed pose of leaning back in the chair in the breakroom, of the book in my hand and my air of "I'm ignoring you and pretending I'm not here".
That means I'm happily off the clock, I'm not being paid for that time that I take and for the moment I do not belong to you or the company.
That does not mean that you can come in there with an order and tell me that something I asked you to check on ealier has issues or that you can begin to discuss it with me.
That goes double if you are our accounting person.
If you want to pay me out of your pocket to both me then I think I might be able to drag my thoughts out of the enjoyable novel that I'm engrossed in. I somehow think that is unlikely.
I already dislike this place enough and I like to pretend for short periods of time that I am not here but anywhere else. Let me enjoy that short little fantasy that does not include you in any way, shape or form.
Once again, when I'm at lunch, on break or something similar...
LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!!
