Thursday, March 21, 2019

My job, my career, my co-workers...

I have now received, for the first time in my life, an interoffice envelope filled with empty/used toilet-paper tubes.

I feel like this is both the culmination and the perfect summary of my career.

I'm not even the one collecting them. For fuck's sake, I just send out the emails. But here I sit, at my desk, with an envelope full of depleted toilet-paper rolls.

I long for the sweet embrace of darkness.
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2 comments:

  1. RhoadanMarch 21, 2019 at 10:18 PM

    I gotta ask, why is someone apparently asking for the things?

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  2. Michael MockMarch 22, 2019 at 2:56 PM

    There's a thing coming up, and apparently there's going to be some kind of craft booth where the kids can build rockets. (I'd be less vague, but I've deliberated avoided learning the details. The more you know, the more likely you are to be enlisted to help.)

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