Us grunts covered so many topics while we tidied up our work spaces and flipped through relevant magazines (there's little else to be done without a hard drive) such as the weather, non-work friends, our morning routines, the necessity for department flashlights, and the weather. I know!!!
It reminds me of this enchanting horrorfest. Feels like it was just yesterday.

photo courtesy of Flickr and chilie
Also, I am the poster child for dumb consumers everywhere. I went to a corporate coffee dealer to get some cocoa drink today. And they had regular hot chocolate and signature hot chocolate. More or less no difference except a ball of butter and three-quarters of a dollar in price. Of course, I'm all about getting the reg'lar, but something small and sinister beckoned me with, "Why regular? Get signature! Treat yourself!" So I did.
There's no reason to listen to that voice. But I do. Also mine doesn't ask nicely. It yells and demands. "GET THE OVERPRICED SHIRT! YOU'LL NEVER WEAR IT, BUT YOU NEED IT LIKE YOU NEED ME. AUGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

photo courtesy of Flickr and pinguino
Lastly and clearly, I've been off coffee long enough to get a contact high from just visiting a place that sells it. Placebo-oooooh, snap.
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