I am thankful that I do not work in an environment where I have to sit in a cubicle and work because there is a huge chance that you cannot stand the etiquette of your neighboring cubicle resident. Since it is an open door policy unless you barricade your entrance with a paper machete door, there is no stopping annoyances from walking into your cubicle and stealing your office supplies or annoying the crap out of you. Although it wouldn't be so bad if your fellow cubicle buddies were cool dudes but then it could also be a problem because then no one would concentrate on working. Either way, I would say no to cubicles.
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Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, April 13, 2009
My Boss Is Fat Part 2
Here comes part two of my three part trilogy, you know how most people who have to freaking fart so they gently let it out and hope that no one smells their funk or hear the thundering sounds of their flapping ass cheeks? Well, not him! I was minding my own business doing my work and everything was all nice and quite until I hear a thundering sound echoing through the room and shaking the windows. A normal person would be embarrassed and be like oh snaps or laugh it off or even apologize but dude went on as if it was nothing. I mean come on now, I heard that and no way that I didn't because even a deaf person can feel the shock waves of that! This is probably normal for him but it's kind of sad that someone could be so numbed from stuff like this because no one should really accept this as normal in their life. Feel some shame! And he wonders why he can't find another wife and it's no surprise that his first wife turned lesbo after staying with him and his second wife left him because she certainly did not like him for his charms and if she wasn't going to get any of his estate then there's point for anybody to stay with him.
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