Finding my happy place (is lost)
OK, I need to do a relatively non-ranty post today so I don’t explode into a ball of rage and roll over everyone in this building, like a giant boulder from Indiana Jones.
I had a nice Jimmy John’s sandwich for lunch today. For those of you not familiar with JJ’s, they make the most heavenly bread you will ever eat. The fact that my lunch was only 17 minutes long due to a stupid meeting is irrelevant.
People at work are being laid off. This is the 4th time in 5 years. I know I should be very happy to still have a position here, even if it does blow and the president drives me nuts and the production people take the words, “Can you please scan this picture and crop it into this document?” to mean actually CUTTING THE PICTURE UP and leaving me to tell the client, “Hi, we cut up your picture of your dead friend. Hopefully you have the negative, so we can make another copy of it for you for free.”
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As I was walking back to my desk earlier, one of my vertebrae decided to take a break and my whole spine shifted so painfully that I looked a gimpy hunchback as I lurched across the floor. “Hey, Lumbar Sac 5 – cover for me, will ya? I’m gonna go outside for a minute and have a smoke.”
