Co-worker...because of you, I think I need to go to the doctor and get some Xanax!
Why the hell do you feel it is necessary to run to my office twenty times on one subject. Take a fucking moment, gather your thoughts and come talk to me. One trip to my office about your concerns will be a thousand times more effective than you coming in here twenty times a day trying to word your same concern in different ways.
Do you not realize that you are not being productive? And my productivity suffers when I have to stop what I am doing to listen to you because you didn't convey all your thoughts in the first nineteen trips to my office.
You are so fucking scatterbrained! I don't know how anyone can put up with you as long as they have.
When I interviewed for this job, you were in the office, and the boss asked how I would handle working with sometimes difficult people. No worries, I've worked with difficult people in the past..I can keep my composure. Plus, I thought I knew who he was talking about, and she and I actually got along fairly well. Little did I know he was talking about YOU!
You are hard-headed, stubborn, not open to anyone's ideas but your own and you wear on EVERYONES LAST NERVE!
I really like my job, and I like all the other people in the office, but I don't know how much more of you I can handle.
When are you going to retire? It can't come soon enough.