|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|I have two bosses. One is rather quiet. Been here over 20 years. Hasn't done a lick of work his entire tenure... He's the one who calls in to say he will be out, because he "feels a cold coming on".
Every once in a while, he'll ask me to do something secretarial for him. It isn't like, he asks me, and I get to factor it into my daily schedule or anything. It's like: "I NEED THIS NAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!" with all the accompanying jumping up and down, arms flailing.
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|