I had a whole, nice story planned for today that was going to provide tons of amusement for all who read it.
Then, about five minutes ago, I found out that what many have suggested - and I dismissed as impossible - appears to be true, as the rumor mill around my office informs me that my boss (my distaste for whom I have mentioned previously) is actually trying to get me to quit. Something about her disliking me intensely for unknown reasons but me being too good at my job - imagine that! - for her to fire me. This revelation does not particularly put me in a mood to concoct humor.
So, in the immortal words of Corporal Bobby Shaftoe: it's war, baby.
(And you thought I was just paranoid.)
JLK
Monday, August 06, 2007
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