Obligatory bull-ish

August 10, 2006 at 4:29 pm (Relating to Work)

“it would be really nice if you can drive 1 hour and 20 minutes away, to hang out with your older, sucky co-workers, making stupid-ass jokes about stupid-ass shit, all while looking at how nice a house your bosses boss has, because she is dope-rich.  also, bring something for breakfast.”

What. The shit.

if in case you haven’t figured it out, I have to get to my bosses boss’s house (yes, that grammar is correct) tommorow, about 75 miles away, for a 1/2 day of work, and a 1/2 day of “team building”

When I did this last year, it was the GAYEST thing you could have imagined.  You see older, nasty looking people you work with, wearing clothes they shouldnt be wearing. (for a nasty image, think of a 60 year old woman who is a bit rotund, wearing a tanktop, revealing what looks like movable cottage-cheese hanging underneath her very pale arms) And we all sat on a deck outside, and we did this 80-question personality test.  you know, the “INFJ EFNJ” type personality test, which can easily be manipulated?  Yeah, that was called a good time.

WHY.

and of course, i have to go to the grocery store tonight and buy something for tommorow’s “FESTIVITIES.”  No, I will NOT bake anything for these fools.

you know what that means?  Price chopper is having a deal, buy a 6 pack of muffins, get anotehr 6 pack free!

basically, i’m spending $2.99 for a dozen muffins for these fat shits to gourge on, but conversely, am forced to drive approximately 150 miles round-trip, or about 5 gallons of gas at $3 a pop.

 thats some bull-ish right there.

enough to make me want to buy 4 guns and a bullet-proof vest to go along with my Bottle of half-drank grey goose.

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