Here I am sitting at work. Bored to death. It’s summer, and my industry is really slow now that schools are out.
I’ve done what I can today…I drank enough coffee to float the fuck out of here, and…
I found my boss’s keys, as well as my boss himself. Three times. Oy, and bleah.
What to do? What to do? Oh I know, write a blog post!!
Does this seem wrong to anyone?
I mean, I am stealing company time, but in all actuality, I’m still technically working, right?
Since Matt-Man doesn’t pay me for this, shouldn’t someone?
In all honesty, I’ve been here a long time and pretty much do what I want anyway…as long as the important stuff gets done, that is.
What I’d really like to do is work from home, where the only keys I have to find are my own. Where I don’t have to answer to someone else or talk someone off the ledge.
That happens more times than I care to admit.
A place where I can drink. My damn boss still refuses to install a wet bar here.
Of course, alcohol might be a deterrent if I was doing something really important…you know, like transcribing and/or interpreting medical records.
“Whoopsy!! Sorry, Mr. Jones, you were supposed to have a tonsillectomy, not an anal probing. I apologize.”
Yeah…Not sure that I could have a home office with beer. Now working without pants? Boy Howdy, I am soooo there. But…they don’t let me do that here either.
Where the hell are my motherfucking perks? Mayb---Oh gotta go…My boss lost the deposit bag…AGAIN!!
Listen to the I’m With Stupid show that took place yesterday.
Jay and Matt-Man may not be bright, but they know their politics and in their own minds, are well hung.
Don’t forget…Big announcement by Matty-Boy six days from now…He better get his lazy ass into gear.