Unbelievable. The movie is rolling, Pops slipped into the video conference room and went to sleep, and I'm blogging. I'm not sure what, but something ought to be done about this, it's absolutely disgusting. I guess I'll putter around the store and pick up paper clips. Or maybe I'll clean monitors. Shit. And to think graveyard people get paid a dollar an hour more than day shift. This is one screwed-up place.
Monday, February 28, 2005
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