Happy birthday, quester!
The baby in the stocking killed me as well.
Seriously, why did I bother being on time for work? It makes no sense.
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.
Happy birthday, quester!
The baby in the stocking killed me as well.
Seriously, why did I bother being on time for work? It makes no sense.
Sheesh, they're almost as bad as Bethlehem priests.
Seriously, why did I bother being on time for work? It makes no sense.
Habit?
I was here early! Well, like 10 minutes early. I've been here for over an hour and nobody is here yet. I think there are like 2 other people working in the office today anyway. I wonder if I'll get anything done?
Jesse! When you go home today, be careful not to trip over any guitar playing hipsters!
I was an hour late to work. The office thought I was bailing on my last day. but no, just full on sick with a child who overslept and then acted up, oh and an emergency grocery store trip.
I hate today.
I am the only one in the office. I'm now cleaning up broken glass...
My BiL in Pakistan's account of the situation.
ION, I feel like ass today. Not sure why. And I can't leave early because I have to take a !@#%(!#$)!)#$!)@ broken monitor to the Apple Store and their earliest appointment was 1:40. Bleargh.
Seriously, why did I bother being on time for work? It makes no sense.
Why did I bother coming in. I am here today for one day, then I am off until the 2nd. Why didn't I take today as a vacation day? I make no sense to myself sometimes.
Fucking hipsters.
Habit?
Yes, also a sense of obligation. To what, I don't know. I still haven't worked today.