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[Doktor Howl]

Walked out today.

Keys with the warehouse guy, credit card cut in half on the AR/AP lady's desk, phone next to it.  Everything in cloud sent to president of North American operations, walked out to the car putting on sunglasses like Putin, theme music playing.

Holy crap, I feel great.

It always does, enjoy it! I trust the tale is forthcoming in due time.

I trust you copied in other suitable parties and a BCC to a private and personal email?

Of course.

We are, after all, professionals.

[Doktor Howl]

Good point. Now I owe the theater here an apology letter.

I feel the need to write apology letters to businesses I've never set foot in.

[Doktor Howl]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck my dog is sick.

[Doktor Howl]

This is both:

1) Rock.


2) Roll.

Well, it was down to:

1.  Quit.
2.  Be fired (which can be fun, but not this time).
3.  Wind up in jail for a long time.

[Doktor Howl]

Walked out today.

Keys with the warehouse guy, credit card cut in half on the AR/AP lady's desk, phone next to it.  Everything in cloud sent to president of North American operations, walked out to the car putting on sunglasses like Putin, theme music playing.

Holy crap, I feel great.

That picture's going to get me through at least 4 hours of my shitty gig. Very nice!

Turning in my keys to the warehouse clerk:

Lewis:  "Lilly wants you to call her."

Dok:  "And I want a million bucks and a blow job from Lady Gaga.  Both are equally likely."

I got a laugh out of the warehouse guys.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Walked out today.

Keys with the warehouse guy, credit card cut in half on the AR/AP lady's desk, phone next to it.  Everything in cloud sent to president of North American operations, walked out to the car putting on sunglasses like Putin, theme music playing.

Holy crap, I feel great.

WOOO that is AWESOME!

Will you be getting any updates on the ensuing chaos?

Absolutely.  For a while, anyway.  I've spent the last 5 weeks finding better jobs for my crew.

Poor Treacherous Assistant.  He shall be a manager of one.   

That, too, is glorious.

[Cainad (dec.)]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck my dog is sick.

Oh no.

[Chelagoras The Boulder]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck my dog is sick.

Any idea what's going on with him?

[Chelagoras The Boulder]

Walked out today.

Keys with the warehouse guy, credit card cut in half on the AR/AP lady's desk, phone next to it.  Everything in cloud sent to president of North American operations, walked out to the car putting on sunglasses like Putin, theme music playing.

Holy crap, I feel great.

That picture's going to get me through at least 4 hours of my shitty gig. Very nice!

Turning in my keys to the warehouse clerk:

Lewis:  "Lilly wants you to call her."

Dok:  "And I want a million bucks and a blow job from Lady Gaga.  Both are equally likely."

I got a laugh out of the warehouse guys.

Still hoping for that explosion followed by doves tho

[Chelagoras The Boulder]

Well, it took a few months but it finally happened. Today, working at the community garden, i met my first truly mad vegan. I mean granted, this is a place where people are willing to pay for their own personal garden plot, so i guess it was inevitable. I was walking a can of gasoline back to the plot i was working on, when a skinny Russian man waves and says hi. It started out normal enough, but then he started talking about how veganism is God's Way to Eat, and how everyones wating wrong, and how meat is why we kill each other and make war. I smiled and nodded and walked away with a bag of Chinese Spinach for my trouble. Another days work in the garden

Best part is, I told my co-worker about this, he confirmed that the guy is known as Crazy Mike, because of course he is.

[Ben Shapiro]

This is both:

1) Rock.


2) Roll.

Well, it was down to:

1.  Quit.
2.  Be fired (which can be fun, but not this time).
3.  Wind up in jail for a long time.

2 and 3! DO YOU EVEN PUNK ROCK?!!?!?

[Ben Shapiro]

Well, it took a few months but it finally happened. Today, working at the community garden, i met my first truly mad vegan. I mean granted, this is a place where people are willing to pay for their own personal garden plot, so i guess it was inevitable. I was walking a can of gasoline back to the plot i was working on, when a skinny Russian man waves and says hi. It started out normal enough, but then he started talking about how veganism is God's Way to Eat, and how everyones wating wrong, and how meat is why we kill each other and make war. I smiled and nodded and walked away with a bag of Chinese Spinach for my trouble. Another days work in the garden

Best part is, I told my co-worker about this, he confirmed that the guy is known as Crazy Mike, because of course he is.

Emergency Chicken Wings.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck my dog is sick.

Oh no.

Yeah, I freaked out at first because my first thought, having just buried a dog last week, was "Maybe someone is poisoning my dogs". But it is very apparent that Nina has a UTI, which she is highly prone to by virtue of having been spayed too early (they will tell you it's never too early to spay or neuter: this is bullshit, don't have it done before they hit reproductive maturity if you have a choice) so she is absolutely miserable. I usually catch them early and am able to treat her before she gets to the complete horrifying misery peeing all over herself point, but apparently I've been too self-absorbed and now she is in actual pain. I don't think the over-the-counter medication is going to cut it and I have classes all day tomorrow so I am deciding which ones I can skip without fucking my grade over.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I can usually temp her with broth but she's refusing that, so I'm trying to trick her by giving her wet food with extra water in it.

[Reginald Ret]

I'm sorry to hear about your dogs urethra.