So anyway, I’m just sitting here staring at my computer…
…after a long day and a longer evening and seriously, folks, I’ve got nothing. I have nothing I particularly want to write about, nothing to scan, nothing happening at work that’s particularly interesting to talk about…
…so let’s instead wish Employee Aaron a happy birthday!
This is where I keep Aaron between his 14-hour workdays at the shop, by the way.
Happy birthday, Aaron! Here’s to at least a half-dozen or so more!
Psssst, Aaron, those locks are just painted on! You can get out at any time!
Don’t tell Mike!
Happy Birthday, Aaron! Now is the time to overthrow the ruthless overlords and seize control! Mike, don’t read this! Oh wait, I suppose I should have put that at the beginning of the comment.
Dwight!
Happy Birthday un-scruffy.
… so he’s your stockboy?
“It rubs the lotion on it’s skin. It does this whenever it’s told.”
“It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again.”
“Now it places the lotion in the basket.”
Wait…14 hour shift? He has ten hours a day off? Do you always let your employees walk over you like that? I bet you even let them go to the bathroom instead of requiring they buy their own catheters.