Work-induced ailment caused by understimulation of the intellect and excessive internet access. Symptoms include frantic e-mails nobody cares about; knowledge of your 3rd grade best friend's Facebook status at all time; and carpal tunnel syndrome.
Cures include getting a better job.
Today I sent my ex-boyfriend six e-mails within twenty minutes asking why he didn't respond to my previous e-mail, from 10 minutes earlier. Had zero answers after 35 minutes, which is unacceptable. Then I posted 5 Facebook statuses about how I felt. My psychosis is obviously a symptom of Lonely Receptionist Syndrome.
A young Euro-Trash female hired to greet guests and answer phones, typically characterized by the inability to speak proper english, to keep her breasts in her shirt or her skirt length below her ass, favorite accessories include hooker heels, hair extensions and flashy coloured nail polish.
The front line of putting up with annoying people. Answer phones, e-mails, voicemail, letters, sign for packages, write their name, and handle problems that shouldn't be handled by them to save anyone else from talking to that one annoying personon the phone. Will work their butt's off, and still seem like they're not doing much. Have impeccable style, and aren't afraid to tell you how it is. Don't piss off the receptionist, she does talk to the higher up's, and your name will come up.
"Man, that poor receptionist.."
"Geez, I wishI had the stamina of a receptionist."