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.
When asked to represent ourselves on a whiteboard at work, I did so as only the most competent of employees would:
it’s a way of life
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