'Beneath You'
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.
We work in a "drug free environment", though there is no drug testing.
One of the first times my bosses left me alone, Jeff (the more hippy-ish boss) said, "Close the door if you're going to get stoned." I couldn't tell if he was joking. (I'd never done anything to give the impression I smoked pot.) I think I said something like, "I wouldn't get much programming done."
If I'm ever given six months to live I think I'll take up Heroin.
This is also my brother's plan.
We work in a "drug free environment", though there is no drug testing. So unless you walk in on someone indulging, there is no way to prove that someone is working under the influence. Instead we get to suffer under their abuse.
Ha! Yeah, the guy who owns/runs our company is the biggest cokehead I've ever seen. Last year at the Christmas party, he apparently brought extra for everyone to share! You know, in the spirit of the season. So I don't think drug testing will be coming in any time soon.
This is the same guy who had his driving license taken away last year for DUI. Classy fella.
Heh. I feel that way about opiates. Mmmmm percocet. The oxy thing was the first time I ever felt a flicker of compassion for Rush Limbaugh because that stuff has got to be MAD fun.
Mmmm. Morphine. Nom nom nom.
How many Buffistas did I call while doped up on morphine? Hands up!
So unless you walk in on someone indulging, there is no way to prove that someone is working under the influence. Instead we get to suffer under their abuse.
Yeah, but the abuse is what should get them fired.
Disclaimer: I am completely and utterly against drug testing in any occupation that does not affect the physical safety of other people.
New thread!
I am so getting a giant serving of pad see eiw for lunch. GIANT.
We should get better mileage in this thread.
I am so getting a giant serving of pad see eiw for lunch. GIANT.
Half an hour, and I am in burrito land.
How many Buffistas did I call while doped up on morphine? Hands up!
t raises hands in the air like I just don't care
This is also my brother's plan.
Yeah, I think I'll be utterly debauched. I'll be eighty and they'll be asking my family "how's gramma doing?" and they'll be "If you find her, let us know. Last we heard she was chasing the dragon with rent boys in Vegas."