Things I Love (And By Love I Mean Hate)

• People who leave me long, uh, voicemail messages.... Where they, uh, assume that both my storage, my storage and my patience are, ummmmmm.... unlimited. They're not.
  
  
• People who are either not at their desk or not answering their phone a minute after they leave me same said voicemail message.
  
  
• People who leave same said voicemail message and then jet off to God knows where even though their problem is obviously solvable by rebooting the machine.
  
  
• People who hound me almost daily for a week to fix their computer, despite the fact that they are never in their office and the door is always locked. Either I need to learn to pick locks or I need turn myself into mist like Dracula can. I think I'll start leaving Post-It notes on the door like FedEx or UPS does. "11:15 AM: I was here. Where were you?"