Well. I got up and realized my husband slept on the couch. Did we have a fight? No. I asked him… it was because, “What you were doing last night can’t even be classified as snoring.”
This is what happens when I have a cold.
But aside from that, she's still completely normal
Well. I got up and realized my husband slept on the couch. Did we have a fight? No. I asked him… it was because, “What you were doing last night can’t even be classified as snoring.”
This is what happens when I have a cold.
Dear Esteemed Big Employer Company:
I appreciate your sense of frugality. I do. I know there were layoffs this year. I know that.
But could I ask you a favor? Pretty please with a cherry on top?
Spring for the soft kleenex. I am begging. Because, you see, I’m doing an awful lot of work for you. And I have a cold. And I’ve already run through a box and a half of this supposed kleenex. It is one ply. There is no softness. And now – now? My nose is starting to bleed.
Does this count as a worker’s comp claim?
No?
It was worth a try.
Sincerely,
Your stuffy headed employee
P.S. Don’t try to call me regarding this note… I won’t be able to hear you. My ears are too plugged up.
Today is Monday.
We are to start What Would We Do Wednesdays on, well, Wednesday.
We need questions people! It’s your duty! Send us the questions!
Or else I will make it up. You don’t want that do you?
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She’s light and fun. Go read.
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