It was one of those that only a suphuric acid and ground glass enema could top for giving one that refreshed and uplifted feeling.
And thanks to the tenacious efforts of one of my co-workers, I now have even more stupid crap to do each week. Seems she thought the outrageous idea of having staff present cases, which she seemed to think would be SO outrageous that it would make Those In Charge sputter and spume and beg her not to do such a crazed, maniacal thing.
Of course, in the Rules of Living, it says right there on Page One, "Be Careful What You Ask For, Because You Might Get It."
They loved the idea. Keeps down the idle chitchat, makes sure that things get presented expeditiously. Creates a tremendous amount of work for us. Meaning me. Meaning I will have to figure a way to make sure I successfully avoid being slathered with this creamy layer of stupidity.
That indoor Volvo junkyard of my dreams is looking better and better all the time.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 26, 2005 10:42 AM