Work...gurgle...work

[Mr. President]

Siiigh, I need enterntainment...we're dead here at the cigar store. In fact, we're deader than Jacob Marley tonight. It bites.

So, I need something to do outside of process shipment, which I've done, and something this computer can handle (outside of switching accounts multiple times 'cause the computer I'm on doesn't like it. Heck I'm still running '95).

Work...gurgle....

Taylor Warren Millard

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Poor Taylor ....

:: plays the one string violen ::

At least you didnt slice your hand open at work with a razor blade ^_^

[Shawn]

I have lots of amusing stories from work. But I don't think a single one of them would be appropriate here. :) My workplace is like a perpetual deleted scene from Clerks. But minus the Kwik Stop.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

I demand Randell!!!

[Shawn]

Oh, the video store wackiness is indeed intact!

[Mr. President]

I had someone ask today if we sold faces that hung off of walls. Faces that hang off walls...what the frell? :huh

[Morgan Evanar]

Working at Target was never very entertaining, at least not in a clerks-esque fashion.

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