So,
I just pulled an all-nigher. Well, technically I went home at 1:30, but since I didn’t get any sleep because my dog tortured me, I’m counting it. I finished my drawings and had them printed for my boss to review. She is going on vacation for a week and I needed to finish my work prior to that. Well, of course, she’s not going to get to them. So, why did I work so hard?
I worked so hard so my Manager could tell me I’m not going on the golf outing to Clemson, you know, my Alma Mater. Apparently the three Yankees and the new mechanical Clemson grad are more closely related to the school.
Don’t fuck my wife and tell me about it! I don’t need to know I am not in the ‘in’ group
Jerk.
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2 comments:
Um, lots of friends, a reason for us to drink already, lots ofalcohol planned, in your town. Do you know where your boss lives? I think I could revert back to HS deliquencies while in town next Saturday. Go Office Space on their asses.
GET THE FRYING PAN READY!!
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