This is not an ethical mousetrap.
Reading this on Lemmy adds another layer of irony I can’t deal with on a Sunday morning.
I’m suing you for this personal attack
I don’t come in here to be personally attacked like this, ok?
Have you finished all the 7-A forms yet?
Now, are you going to go ahead and have those T.P.S. reports for us this afternoon?
I swear to god if I don’t get my stapler back I’m going to burn this entire building to the ground it was a red stapler and it was my favorite and they moved me from my cubicle all the way down into the basement and I haven’t gotten paid yet but I keep talking to accounting and they say they haven’t seen my stapler
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I occasionally look back at my yearbook, it’s coming up on 30 years soon, and it’s amazing how few people I remember at this point. I could Google them, but what would be the point?
This is much too real.
This is cruel.
Who Googles high school classmates? I just stalk them on Facebook.
uuuugh this boomer stuff is eye roll-worthy
The only thing boomer about is only having to work for 30 years
