In a complete act of rebellious brought on by people who leave half an inch of coffee in the pot on days when I start late, I poured the dregs of the double strength stuff in the regular pot and thinned it with a little hot water. Then I made myself a fresh pot.
No, I will not open my Passive Aggressive Notes 2012 calendar for two reasons: (1) It's August of 2011 and (2) because you keep asking.
I had a teacher in junior high who was obsessed with highlighters. And it's him that I blame for not having one or two colors of highlighters at my desk now, but six.
I will never admit that I don't have the answer. I'll just make one up that sounds so convincing that you'll believe me.
As far as I can tell from reading the employee handbook, there are no dress code restrictions about wearing sunglasses at your desk.
You won't be laughing when the ninjas attack and because I always have to face the door in meetings I am the only one who survives because I dove under the table before the kung fu fighting began.
Beyonce's unborn child hijacked all the water-cooler chat today. And from the sound of it, all reporting on E!, Access Hollywood, Twitter and the VMA's themselves.
~ The Office Scribe
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