i sit in a little half-cubicle that's 10-12 feet from my company's "snack area." every two or three days a PA runs out and buys fruit, bread, lunch meat, soda, candy bars, soups, assorted nuts, gummy bears -- all kinds of stuff.

and people LOVE to congregate in this area. and complain. complain complain complain. usually within earshot of this poor underpaid PA. here are some of today's (totally fucking unwarranted) complaints:

-- "this is horrible. i don't LIKE seeing ALL THIS FOOD!!" "me neither." "this makes me mad."
-- "there's nothing to eat."
-- "where's the low-carb stuff? there's NOTHING low-carb here."
-- "there's not enough chocolate."

every once in a while i reach my limit and say "did you guys REQUEST anything?" blank stares. "there's a piece of paper on the fridge. you can write down what you want." but no one ever does. and when i suggest it they usually just see this as an invitation to tell me what, in their opinion, anyone with HALF A BRAIN would buy at the grocery store.

why must everyone be so high-maintenance?