Now I intensely dislike one of my colleagues - I try as much to be understanding of people lives outside of work, and whatever factors may bear down on how they behave but there is just something so reprehensible about this person I refuse to consider her a human being worth sharing my oxygen with. Added to my woes this week is her insitence in lumbering around the place in a pair of flip flops, as if her extra level of bitch entitle her to torment us with the dread of her approach and prospect of what type of moan/quarre/ life force sucking crap she can assault my day with.

3 days to 3 weeks of freedom from the hell wench.

Read here a post of Tuathals on flip flops from 2006.