[bitesize]

You really make it very very hard to like you. Every time I start to think you're okay, you act like a little whining bitch and it falls down again. Today would have been so much nicer if you hadn't covered for him. I wish your ignorant remarks didn't hurt me as much as they did, or stick in my brain so much, but they do. I wish you wouldn't complain about people, including myself, when they're two metres away.
Personally I think like you don't have the right to act like you're superior to everyone when you're just...you're just not, A. You're not a perfect worker. You have the most irritating voice in the world. You're completely wrapped up in yourself - you didn't ask me once how my thesis had gone. Other people did. You wear silly earrings and your hair is like a teenager's. You sound like you're completely boring to hang out with. You're one of the most condescending, self-centred, self-righteous, insufferable people I've ever had the pleasure of working with on a weekly basis.

And I've said none of these things to you, but you should really take a look at yourself before you whinge on about me not knowing there was only one hot chocolate brand instead of two. There's two on the menu and on the till - and I don't work with the coffee, so it's really not that weird that it didn't occur to me. Saying loudly 'Really? She works here' to a workmate within two metres of me was completely unnecessary when it wasn't putting you out in any way.
I wish I could just make you see how hard you are to put up with.