Ushering Monday to the unemployment line AND contesting the claim

Today is so fucking fired.

Too bad you can’t actually go home after firing Monday … I might have contributed to the shit-canning of this awful day, but I still put in 13 hours of workity work work.

Speaking of work, I’m stealing an idea from Nic and asking you to pretend I just told you about my day, whereupon you act shocked and appalled and I’m saying, “I know, can you imagine?” Then we make several pitchers of margaritas and pass out in a tequila-soaked haze.

I feel better already!

One Lonely Response to Ushering Monday to the unemployment line AND contesting the claim

  1. nic :

    Whoa, the several pitchers of margaritas is a very good addition. Why didn’t I think of that?