I’m blogging while lying on my left side upstairs.
Okay, Philip! Where’s my lottery ticket, huh? Didn’t I work LONG and HARD like everyone else? As a matter of fact, it’s NOT quite alright. I want to win too, but NOT get the dump of those weird projects, like that freaking research on short payments and discounts!
1. Have you noticed that the shared email folders weren’t being touched? Duh! Guess who has been producing those out, eh?
2. Have you noticed the slug fest with the stack of incoming mail? Duh! I intentionally dumped it on Laurie’s desk for your hankering. Yes, I didn’t scan those checks until after the 1500-1530 weekly staff meeting.
3. Have you noticed I don’t give a damn anymore? I’ve been processing out those stupid credit card refunds on the ‘returns’ of consumer goods. I didn’t know Paulann got an iterated customer to this effect. Huh.
Yeah, so with the added drowsiness from ingesting Benadryl from last night and this morning, I was in silent tears the whole time. My right eyeball was discharging yellow mucus. Heck! My whole sinus and head areas didn’t feel right.
Fuck! Das Squirrel is here and won’t help his own mother. As long as in such with these idiots, I going to piss off everyday!
The moose and the squirrel. Boris and Natasha. Yeah, you mentioned the names of the two voice actors. I must be on the outer fringes of the baby boomers, too. Yeah, I’m that old!
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