While I would generally never update twice in the same week, something so magical has happened that it warranted the effort to type.
Like a phoenix rising from bitchy ashes, more passive aggressive notes have flown into the break room.
let me fill the break room with my suck!
It’s honestly better than I could ever wish for:
RAR RAR RAR WRATH WRATH WRATH. “I’m going to write this instead of a nice note that says ‘please don’t eat my food, I’m broke and doing so is silly'” RAR RAR RAR
I feel this person’s pain. So I wrote a note in solidarity (or in sarcasm). I think it speaks for itself:
Only when it feeds upon the blood of the innocent will the refrigerator monster leave us alone!
Together. In perfect unity.
You Life is starting a new segment (which I may or may not follow through with see: this, this, this, this, and this) that is tentatively called, “This Guy.” The guy who is the “this,” is my co-worker and general nice guy, Jim.
Fellow co-worker and comedian Dave has taken to starting each day by putting nice “This Guy” Jim in his place with a dose of humiliation and berating.
His make outs with Jessica Tandy was the cause of her death
and, of course,
Nothing says, “we love working with you,” like a bout of degradation. Who is afraid of Spongebob? This guy.
For some more of Dave’s hilarity check out his website here
Filed under work
May your Fridays be filled with dinosaurs and your hearts filled with love
I’ve tried to explain to my 68-year-old father that not everyone knows his first name is Richard, and that by making this the Wi-Fi location it might be sending the elderly neighbors the wrong message
Filed under hilarious, horrifying
You life is not so great 