Written by Lincoln Adams on
July 10, 2007 |
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My Job
I have a coworker named Prue. I hate Prue. Prue takes to my desk like it’s her personal kitchen, leaving me a mess of Hurricane Katrina-like proportions that I have to clean up every time her shift finally and mercifully ends. Since I’m forced to share my desk with her due to the cramped conditions…
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Came into work today: “Hey Linc, Happy Valentine’s!” “Bite me.” “Yo, Linc, got any special plans for valentine?” “Sit on it, poopieface.” I sit down at my desk, and Mick my coworker approaches me. “Say, Linc….” “Look, snothead, I swear to God if you so much as even hint at mentioning Valentine’s I will vomit…
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