I don’t know why Semisonic’s “Closing Time” is playing on the radio at 10:30 AM, but I’m going home for the day now.
12.28.2011
Being “tired at work” takes on a whole new tragic meaning when you work in a tire warehouse.
9.22.2011
I’ll bet sucker factory workers never get tired of calling each other Sucka! and then pretending they were pointing at candy behind them.
4.18.2011
The office dementors have been trying to suck my soul out of my face today. Good thing I have this drawer full of chocolate.
2.18.2011
In reality, the corporate ladder is missing a bunch of rungs, and those people at the top just rode the ski lift.
8.19.2010
My boss says they don’t pay us to goof off. I say he doesn’t know how to write an accurate job description.
7.13.2010
My manager chewed me out for not doing my job right. Which is hypocritical, because he obviously botched it when he hired me.
2.11.2010
There’s an orphaned whiteboard where I work. It’s in a rather public area where lots of people pass, and there’s a guy who regularly draws a seasonal picture on it for everyone’s viewing pleasure. His latest was some snowmen golfing. I couldn’t resist adding my own touches to it:
It only lasted a few days before someone erased it all. Some people have no taste.
