Ehhh... it's the closest to a program I have, and I'm gonna be doing whatever paperwork the fix requires so I kind of need to be on it, but there has been enough ratfucking of this situation that I have no sway over the end result anymore. Not the hammock's fault I'm working from home today.
I hate it when during a conference call, someone on our side mutes so he can yap about what's being said, then suddenly on the other end I here my name being used but missed the question because of our guy talking.
#OfficeAsa is in charge of his department this week while his boss is at a conference and let me tell you how Mister Fwnk Know It All is falling apart.
i’m loving every second of this from my corner of the office.
Well I was standing in line at Cracker Barrel to pick up some food for one of my Platinum regular customers, and I saw this cute young woman with a thigh tattoo that was of some chick smoking a bowl of weed and the prerequisite cloud of smoke coming out of the bowl. The "smoke" looked like a rash. In fact, it looks like she got a tattoo around a permanent rosea type rash to go with the rash.