bethb's Diaryland Diary

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reasons i like my job

the last two days have been good work-wise.
and by good, i mean unproductive.
hey, can i go on a tangent here? sponsored/spurned on by the banner i have before my very eyes? the one where it's a wedding pic i'm guessing because the guy's in a vesty looking thing and the girl appears to be in a strapless white gown so it's either a wedding photo or the gayest prom pic ever. fuck a bunch of you. ok? thanks. f you and your "simple man" and your "all i needed" shit. i'm tired of your banner always all up in my piece, ok?
hey, guess who had two margaritas for lunch on an empty stomach?!?!?! YEAH
where was i- unproductive- yes.
i guess the good thing about a boss who is afraid you're about to quit any second is that you can get away with stuff. so here's a list of things i like about my job. i can :
roll into work late and not be docked the time
roll into work hair still wet
clothes don't have to be presentable
can refinish furniture there if i need
the aforementioned 2 margarita lunch with the favorite coworker
free paper towels
opening night parties = free alkihol
i have a nice pink office
access to all sorts of tools
he doesn't really keep track of sick days and personal days
i can talk like i'm in the movie 'the aristocrats' (excellent film by the way) and no one bats an eye.
or anus. since we're talking about the aristocrats....

i'm gonna go do a sudoku puzzle and watch me some season 2 gilmore.
ps. fave coworker has started to use "farty" as a perfectly acceptable adjective. thus earning him the position of favorite coworker.
although to be fair, not much competition.

6:40 p.m. - 2005-08-31

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