Bad day at work?
Ah fuck'em. At least, that's what I decided after a day of worrying the fact Everything Had Gone Wrong was All My Fault yesterday. You can't catch everything.
They can't fucking touch when you have Cruella De Ville hair, so I wouldn't worry. In fact, I would fuck off even more, but then again, I don't have Cruella De Ville hair, so I'm not speaking from personal experience.
I agree with sac. The hair can be your shield and your sword in the internicine feuds at the office. The fear and awe in my co-workers' eyes has been greatly enhanced by my recently-shaved skull.
welcome back, Ms. Mac. was starting to wonder what had become of you...
I really need to know what you wear with your Cruella De Ville hairdo...
Do you have a streak in that do, just like Cruella?
ms, mary, macmacmac all dressed in black black black ...
That last paragraph rings so true. My only solace is knowing that my entire office skulks around with the same fear. Of course, my bosses just out-sourced most of the jobs at HQ to India, and sent their longest tenured employee, a 70 year old accountant, to become a cashier at one of their stores, so perhaps there's some validity to those feelings...
Hey Catastrophe, we just got an e-mail saying the place I work was outsourcing so many jobs to India that they were funding a new facility there. Fuck, fuck fuck.
/know how you feel
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