I'm probably the only person who brings my own office supplies to work when it's not totally required, huh?
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Billions? Bullshit.
I bring my own pens.
Megan, you heartless tease!
Hey! You're the one making out with everyone. Me, Paul McCartney... who's next?
Dude, if it's stealing every time I walk off with a pen (from anywhere - not just work, though heaven knows it happens there - I empty out my bad every few weeks and find 8 pens) I should be in jail.
There's theft, and then there's absent-mindedness.
Billions... really? I accidentally take pens home all the time, but I had to purchase and bring in all of my desk accessories and stapler!
things come home because the end up in my pocket. I don't actually ever remember deliberatly takeing somthing.
I bring my own post-it notes. But some of the post-its I brought to this job were, I confess, taken from my old job. But they were give-a-ways!
"Take Stuff From Work" lyrics, by King Missile:
Take stuff from work.
It's the best way to feel better about your job.
Never buy pens or pencils or paper.
Take 'em from work.
Rubber bands, paper clips, memo pads, folders-take 'em from work.
It's the best way to feel better about your low pay and appalling working conditions.
Take an ashtray-they got plenty.
Take coat hangers.
Take a, take a trash can.
Why buy a file cabinet?
Why buy a phone?
Why buy a personal computer or word processor?
Take 'em from work.
I took a whole desk from the last place I worked.
They never noticed and it looks great in my apartment.
Take an electric pencil sharpener.
Take a case of white-out; you might need it one day.
Take some from work
It's your duty as an oppressed worker to steal from your exploiters.
It's gonna be an outstanding day.
Take stuff from work.
And goof off on the company time.
I wrote this at work.
They're paying me to write about stuff I steal from them.
Life is good.
Dear Toilet,
Why do you hate me?
bailing water,
shrift
Megan, you heartless tease!
Hey! You're the one making out with everyone. Me, Paul McCartney... who's next?
Paul McCartney was and I were sitting in the lobby talking and my friends were waiting for me to leave for lunch. He was very gentlemanly and asked me if he could kiss me and I sent my friends along without me. I then told him yes and they were very sweet, soft kissess yet not without heat.
You and I, martinis.
Juliana and I, jello and possibly Lush products.
In WHAT scenario, pray tell, am I a tease ?