. . . because I couldn't have said it better myself. And because, due to the above-referenced job, I have no thoughts to blog today - inspiring or otherwise.
Well, that's not entirely true. I have thoughts. Things like, "does Chicken Little have nothing better to do today that she must create work for herself by way of proofing my internal document to make sure I didn't miss some minute detail - which only WE will see anyway?"
Or "how much longer must I be tortured in this mind-numbing, brain cell killing job? And how much of my actual operating brain will I have left if I ever DO get out of here?"
And "if a chick pea is neither a chick nor a pea, why do we call it that?"
See? Aren't you glad I didn't share my thoughts with you today?
1 comment:
I don't want to hear it... Ye who skipped work today because the "good eye" felt bad. I am sitting here antsy with anxiety b/c I have no one to IM and no way to make you get that egg off of your eye and get back to your computer and TALK TO ME!!!
(Can you tell I'm a bit frantic?)
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