why my job is awful

This is why my job is awful. This is why my workplace sucks a big one.

First, I'd like to entertain you with a story about one of my top 5 fears. After inadvertantly witnessing an episode of Jack Ass, when Steve-o got paper cuts to the corners of his mouth, I began seeing visions of me getting paper cuts to oddly placed parts of my body. Mostly on my face. Now in my office, at everybody's door there is a plastic "mailbox" that is perfectly sized to fit a regular piece of printer paper in it the long way, landscape if you will. But people insist on throwing in paper the OTHER way, so that paper hangs over the edge in a lovely curved shape. These mailboxes are almost ALWAYS at eye level, and so comes my fear; PAPER CUTS TO MY EYE BALLS. I know, out there, but FEARS ARE MOSTLY IRRATIONAL!

Now to why my office needs a GD facelift in every way possible. There is one mailbox outside the cube of a woman who is "no longer here" (wink wink- we're broke and she was dead weight). One of her apparent jobs was to bring a worksheet from person A to person B. But now, person A still puts that report in the woman who isn't here's mailbox. And everyday when I walk to fill up my glass with water, or go to the bathroom I walk past this paper hanging over the edge of the mailbox waiting to paper cut me in the eye ball!!!

Let me point out, that the distance from this mailbox to person B's office is 27 steps. 27 STEPS!! I just counted! Why Person A can't walk the GD 27 steps to person B's office is BEYOND ME. I made up a diagram of the office situation.