I go nuts (quietly) when people come into work in the morning :"How are you?"
"I'm blessed," "Oh the Lord is so good to provide us with jobs!" "Yes, God is good!"
Every once in a while our PM sells "dinners" for her church that are brought to us on Saturday mornings. It's okay to hang around and eat those, but if I want to go to the break room for 2 seconds to refill my coffee, I'm doomed.
Fortunately, I don't eat any of the stuff served in those dinners so I have an excuse.
Maybe this should be in the RGMGs, but why is it okay to spend 20 minutes hanging around eating these dinners? Is that what God wants or something? I guess it's blessed
