i apologise if i'm not making much sense, my brain is mush.
there is usually a lot of space for parking at work and there are no lines, so people tend to leave gaps between one another.
one day this week, extra parking was needed for a training course being held on site. the receptionist asked me to move my car closer to hers so there was more space for visitors. i duly obliged.
a few minutes later, she asked me to move my car again. i said there is plenty of free space and if i get any closer, neither of us will be able to get in our passenger door. she told me to move it or she'd "get it towed". as the picture below demonstrates, there is shitloads of room already.
http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/jehst/work1.jpgso i moved my car again - the clio is mine, the blue peugeot is the receptionists - and that was that. in spite of all this, about ten minutes later someone else turns up in the blue astra and parks slap bang in the middle of the massive space and refused to move her car because she was in a bad mood.
oh and as it turned out, nobody else turned up to the training course except for the focus on the far right of the picture, so it was all a load of hassle for nothing.
the receptionist is a bit odd. on monday morning she came storming upstairs accusing us (support) of drinking all three pints of milk that had arrived that morning. this was about 10am and although i'd had two cups of tea myself, there is no way any of us could have drank three pints.
she was on the warpath on friday as well, demanding to know why the training room was booked and why nobody had told her, despite the fact my manager booked it earlier in the week - with her(!) - so i could do a presentation.
i think she might be unstable.
p.s. the reason the window was open on her car is cos she leaves her dog in the car all day. which is fucking horrible in my opnion...
