Rhinovirus Redux
I'm sick as a... dog. Due to the meds I'm having difficulty stringing sentences together coherently. Give me a few more days.
Where unemployment looks like a dream, not a fear.
In compliance with $MegaCorp's general policies as well as my desire to
continue living under a roof and not the sky or a bus shelter, I add this:
DISCLAIMER:
The views expressed on this blog are my own and
do not necessarily reflect the views of $MegaCorp, even if every
single one of my cow-orkers who has discovered this blog agrees with me
and would also like to see the implementation of Root Cause: 17-Fuckwit.
4 Comments:
Hey, dude, get well soon. Don't die on us...
Hmm, sudden grave illness.. works for some unidentified corporation.. losing ability to think normally..
Once you start craving your fellow man's flesh, let us know so we can dispatch some S.T.A.R.S. units to Germany.
Hang in there, it won't take long.
You giving that bone to them $EvilCorps is being missed, dog.
You better now, or buried already?
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