Boss: So i told her she was being dramatic and to shut it and it’s her own fault she had that stupid rule. me: I dont even have words for…
I feel like a kid who’s mom bought him a nice ice cream cone… only to have someone, some whore, come slap it out of my hands onto the ground
me: are you prepping for your call? Boss: If by prepping you mean surfing the chive and IMing you, then yes.