My Office Obeast (a rant) Hey Everyone, Aisles on Fire here! Long time lurker, short time poster, and non-fat. I'm a human female who, like so many of you, works in an office. We do "computer stuff" essentially.    And, just like many of you, we have an Official Office Obeast. Let's call it "Kankles". It is gender: femayo, please forgive me if I use the incorrect pronoun "she" throughout. Unfortunately, it doesn't have an office/cube/lair of her own. Yes, Kankles' duty is front desk. So in addition to doing her own admin duties, she is supposed to represent our company to visitors and clients.    I'd be happy to go into detail later, but here is a partial list of Kankles' sins against humanity and office morals:               This is only an appetizer, so to speak, of Kankles' antics. She got her position via nepotism, but the owner cannot stand her. It seems that she won't ever be fired, but I've heard that she might be given a lateral transfer and taken off the front desk at least. AND she might have to take some of my work load. I'm already preparing a list of my most hated clients!   TL; DR office Obeast displays the usually characteristics of its species. Sloth, gluttony, and Fat Person Stench. My story is not unique but I hope it's at least amused some of you on this rainy weekend!!