I'm at work, on my lunch break... at 10:48 PM.
I've consumed everything I brought, ravenously and without apology.
I'm now thinking of ways to jack an oatmeal cookie out the vendin machine...
seeing as I have no change.
Shall we choose the recently mo-hawked and possibly stoned co-worker?
We should, because he asked me out yesterday and I bet he would...
I'm a horrible person.
Back to my cubicle.
I shall die a slow death of audits and routing numbers.
856123786156453156+89
213
486+453
456
12523
786
4356345356346543546453153748563453
23
456
4353486753.1
2 comments:
Hahahaha, I hope you got your cookie, love ;)
Was he stoned when he got the mohawk, or where those unrelated events? I'm sorry your job is boring, but if it makes you feel better I'm having the time of my life in Hawaii! Yesterday I did backflips off a huge rock into the ocean. Have a great Summer!
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